What the boys were talking about would have shocked Jenny and terrified Linda. At first they joked about having to tie up Sludge-Pump and what great fucks the girls were, what tight cunts they had, and what sluts they were when the two were together. They supposed they had their tongues stuck up each other's cunts right now.
"As long as they're keeping their pussies nice and juicy I don't care a bugger what they do," drooled Billy. "I'm gonna have that little blonde again by Christ," he added. "She's the horniest bird I've ever known. She never stopped cummin'… guess I brought her on." He looked at the others with a smug grin on his face.
"Me next with the blonde," said Tiger defiantly.
A cunning leer spread over the heavy unshaven face of Sludge-Pump. "Yeah," he said. "You and me haven't had her yet. It's our turn next. Hugh can fuck his cousin and Billy can have her mouth. I reckon that's fair."
"There's plenty for everybody. Don't rush. You can all have them as often as you like." Hugh leaned forward menacingly towards Jim Yates. "But next time, I'm havin' the blonde again before she's split open for good."
"That's four of us wants Miss Lolita," Billy said. "Looks like we should toss for her."
"Anyway," said Tiger, "four into two don't go. Or does it?"
"Why not?" laughed Hugh. "Each one of them's got three fuck holes and we've only got one tool each. That makes it four into six!"
Roaring with laughter they opened more cans while one of them put on another record. Then they got down to business.
"We can make a bundle out of the Yankee bird," announced Hugh.
"And out of Jenny, too," suggested Tiger, looking at the others to support him. Hugh shook his head, so they shook their heads. No hawking his cousin. Besides, Hugh informed them, she had to go to Melbourne tomorrow to have her picture taken for a women's magazine.
"That's why we can do business in this flat. Linda's parents think she's in Brisbane, the club's full of horny bastards like us and nobody'll be any wiser. Not that there ain't plenty of birds about beggin' for it and givin' it away…" He stopped talking to listen; he thought he could hear a strange buzzing sound coming from the bedroom. Must be me ears, he said to himself.
"Yeah," Tiger broke in. "There's plenty of bitches about but Jesus a lot of blokes like to have it readily available, close to the beach, like. An' how many of them have had a terrific Yankee doll of fifteen?"
"Everybody likes a change," laughed Billy. "I reckon you could get up to fifty dollars a time for her if you had the patience to wait."
"We don't have the time. She'll only be in Sydney for another week or so, and we'll have to get her back safe and sound a couple of days at least before she has to go back to the States. We've got to play this safe. I don't want to get Jenny into any strife over her, and I'm bloody sure I don't want the cops sniffing around." Hugh was just as greedy for dollars as the others. They were all short of money because what they earned went to the breweries as soon as they were paid. Making it this easy way with free fucks on the side was something each one of them had always dreamed about.
"Sounds like a workin' holiday," said Tiger, cocking an ear towards the door. "That's funny. I thought I heard somethin' buzzin' in there." He looked quizzically at the others. "Any of you hear it?"
"Yeah, I did," said Billy.
"Me too," said Hugh. "I'll just take a look at the beautiful bodies and see what's goin' on." The music drowned the sound of the door opening but not the sound of buzzing, louder now that the door was open. Hugh closed the door softly, a lewd smirk on his face.
"Jesus! Do you know what me cousin's doin'?" he gasped, choking to stop himself from laughing out loud. "She's got one of them vibrator things shaped like a cock and she's got it buzzin' up the Princess' cunt. And she's lovin' it. Jesus, I ain't never seen anythin' like it! Jenny's fuckin' her with a plastic cock!"
They were drunk enough to laugh at anything and this news had them rolling about the floor.
"Right-o, calm down you mad bastards," Hugh whispered hoarsely. "Play another record Billy to stop them hearin' us. Before we get too stoned, let's fix the price. And no fuckin' cheatin' any of you. I say twenty dollars a fuck. And seein' how she's my find and it's in my apartment and I take the biggest risk, I take ten dollars and you split the rest between you. Any argument?" he asked, leaning back and cooling his cock on the side of the cold can of beer in his hands.
"No argument, mate," Tiger said, answering for the others. "But if we get more than twenty dollars we three split the extra. OK?"
"Fair enough," Hugh admitted. "All I want is ten bucks a fuck."
They lifted cans of beer and toasted the deal. The others wanted to open the door to look lasciviously at the plastic vibrator that inspired such sounds of moaning from the bedroom, but they were easily persuaded by Hugh to stick to the beer for awhile. They all needed a rest, he said. "Something to eat, too," said Billy.
"There's some brownies left in the kitchen. We'll eat them, the hash might give us a little boost," Hugh said, noticing that Tiger was beginning to doze-off in his chair.
"Hey, Tiger," he called. "We're flippin' a coin to see who gets up who next." He first of all tossed for partners and he got Sludge-Pump Yates, leaving Billy and Tiger in partnership. The next toss was for the blonde. "Heads or tails?" he called; Billy called, "Tails," and the coin fell down showing the head.
"She's ours," gloated Sludge-Pump. "We've won the little blonde."
"Right," said Hugh. "She will be surprised. So will Jenny when she finds she gets Tiger again and Billy as a bonus. Don't knock her about, you two. Remember she's flying down to Melbourne tomorrow on a modeling job."
"What we do won't show. Front or back. When do we start? I think my partner's liable to cave in unless we get cracking soon." Billy could see Tiger's eyes dropping with sleep and the effects of drinking countless beers at the club.
"Another round of beers first. Give the Princess time to get to work on Jenny with the vibrator. Put on another record, Billy, something with a good beat to it." He got up himself to stack the refrigerator with more cans of beer and bring cold ones back to the living room. Although it was about four in the morning, the heat was stifling. There were few traffic sounds in the street. Occasional dull rolls of thunder announced a coming storm, a "southerly buster" that often blew up along the coast in summer. The breakers were thumping down louder, their sound stronger now the traffic was quieter.
They ate the remaining brownies but the baked hash inside them had little effect on Billy who fell asleep with a cigarette burning a hole in his armchair. Hugh poured beer on the cigarette and the burned hole, then he went to the couch to stretch out. Jim and Tiger hoped he would pass out as well so they could have the two girls to themselves.
The more Tiger thought of this in his drunkenly cunning mind, the more he liked the idea. After awhile, on the pretext of going to the bathroom, he ambled towards the bedroom door and just as he was about to pass it he pushed it open, went inside, slammed the door and locked it. The two girls yelled with surprise and covered their faces to protect themselves from Tiger's mad leap into the bed between them, knocking the little phallic vibrator to the floor. He wanted the blonde and in his efforts to concentrate on pushing her legs apart Jenny was quickly able to break from his grip and unlock the door.
There was enough noise to wake the dead, but not Billy. Jim was first in when the door was unlocked, his thickly muscled arm going around Linda's waist to drag her forcibly from Tiger's drunken clutches. Jim found the girl less trouble than he expected: she appeared dazed, though she was still able to manage to call in a pathetically weak voice for Jenny and Hugh to help her.
Partly sobered by the commotion, Hugh saw that a fight was brewing, an all-out brawl that might have the neighbors calling the cops. The four had tossed fair and square for the next fuck. Billy was passed out in his chair, gone for the night, Tiger had his luck of the toss in the bedroom, and Sludgie and himself had theirs. He allowed him to hold onto the squirming nymphet while he reached into the bedroom to take the door key.
"Goodnight Tiger. Goodnight Jenny. We'll leave you two love birds alone until breakfast time," he said, pulling the door shut and locking it before his cousin could prevent him. Hugh stood listening through the door and heard her shout at him what a low creature he was, and she said to Tiger, "I'm too bloody weak to resist."
Turning to Jim to ask him to carry the girl to the couch, he was startled to see his partner's hand gripped tightly over the struggling girl's mouth as he bent behind her, trying to stuff his great pole between her quivering ass-cheeks.
"Do ya want another fist in ya face, ya great baboon?" he demanded, dragging Linda away from him. "Don't ya know how to treat a Princess?" Christ the girl's limp, he thought, must have overdone the vodkas. What she needs is a hot meat injection. His crude humor caused him to laugh as he picked Linda up and carried the semiconscious girl to the couch where he sat with her in his arms, nibbling at her nipples and feeling her soft pussy.
"What about me?" Sludge-Pump glared across the room, his monstrous cock and gross hairy body in the dimly lit room giving him the appearance of a caricatured Neanderthal man.
"I'm warmin' her up for us both," Hugh said, feeling a reaction to his finger in her cunt, noticing her legs beginning to move slowly apart to help his finger. She let her head droop forward so that he could kiss her. She didn't resist. He kissed her hard on the mouth which sensuously opened for his tongue with the same slowness as her legs opened for his finger. For some time his penis had been slack, but now it suddenly shot out between his legs. He had to ease Linda back against him, her hips and waist pushing sluttishly, squeezing his cock hard against his belly. He felt dribbles of lubricating fluid wetting down to his navel. Her warm pussy was coming to life, exuding its own juices to welcome the fleshy horn.
"Did ya like Jenny fuckin' ya with her vibrator?" he asked her lasciviously.
She nodded stupidly, seeking his mouth again.
"Do ya want me to fuck ya with me cock?" He had to push her away to get her lips off his to ask her. She nodded again, mumbling "Yes." She was rubbing her side against his stiff member. He told her to kiss it. She lowered her head obediently, still writhing against his finger, opened her mouth and took the swollen, dribbling head succulently into her mouth as though sucking a particularly large ripe plum.
Sludge-Pump stood looking ravenously down at her. "I'll tell ya what," he said slyly, "I'll lift her onto ya, Hugh."
With a nod from Hugh he lifted her up by the waist, the ravishing young body bending listlessly like a rag doll, Hugh holding her at her armpits. The beefy life saver placed an arm underneath her golden brown belly, bent her knees forward with his other arm and lowered her down, her vaginal lips spread wide apart. Stretching out on his back, Hugh lifted his pelvis so that his cunt-seeking cock-head met the descending vaginal lips held apart by Jim.
Carefully lowering her jackknifed body down, Jim leered evilly. He had her tender, tight little brown anus right in front of his eyes. Christ! he said to himself, if I can get the old Sludge-Pump in there it'll be a miracle… but by Christ I'm gonna get it in if I have to drill a new hole… I'll teach the horny slut to ever smack me across the face. His coarse, simple mind still held a grudge against the girl, not only for striking him on the nose: she had treated him like dirt. In this case, he laughed lewdly to himself, revenge will be sweet!
With her legs doubled up he lowered Linda's warmly greedy cunt all the way down and felt the girl's waist muscles flexing as she began to ride up and down on the shaft. He could barely wait to rape the temptingly beautiful anus. Normally he didn't care one way or another about bun-fucking, but Jesus! he thought, no one could resist the tantalizing sight of the perfect roundness of this girl's buttocks. The completely hairless crack exposing a daintily puckered hole with its pink center rising and falling. His desire was further aggravated by the sight of her pink juicy cunt moving slowly and sensuously up and down Hugh's horny cock.
Moistening his fingers with the flowing lubricating juices exuding from her pussy, he wiped some on his great bull-cock, rubbed his fingers against the puffed lips of her cunt once more, and drew his hand up her anal crack. He repeated the action several times, letting her get used to it, lingering over it, as he hungrily stared at the tantalizing little hole that made his mouth drool.
Resisting a temptation to sink his teeth into the sleek flesh of her ass-cheeks, he tested the anal opening tentatively with the tip of his finger, slippery from the sticky wetness. She cringed away from it, forcing him to grip her bent waist with his left hand before again probing, this time more forcibly, with his finger. It went half an inch into the tightly flexed little asshole; he pushed in a further inch, gripping her tight. She tried to complain in a mewly voice to Hugh who clamped her mouth tight against his own. He knew what old Sludgie was doing, and she was going to get it whether she liked it or not. She was beginning to relax the tight sphincter muscles to allow his finger further penetration, grinding around to feel more cock and more finger.
Jim shoved his finger another half-inch in and held her tight. This time she yelped loudly. Hugh pulled her chest down tight on his, crushing her small moon breasts against his sweating mat of hair. Gradually she accepted the presence of the finger. Drugged, narcotically and sexually, her body was making decisions for her: whatever her body demanded she accepted, like an automaton geared to a dynamo. She dimly believed at first it was the sharp tip of a tongue going into her anus: she had enjoyed that. Was it a cock? Was it Billy trying to fuck her from behind? It felt better now as it revolved inside her.
Her anus was accepting it, enlarging strangely, perversely to the extraneous erotic action so much so that Jim had little trouble inserting two fingers into the grinding buttocks. He brought up more slippery cunt juices to work the hole into a slimy receptacle, working carefully and persistently wider and deeper. Drugged as she was, the muscles of her buttocks and stomach were coming to life, a frantic sex urge coursing throughout her body, her nervous system awakening to the prospect of astounding satisfaction. Her cunt was alive with want, her rectum, too. She pushed her tongue deep into Hugh's mouth.
"Fuck me, fuck me!" She lifted her mouth to moan the words then buried her mouth back hard against Hugh's watering mouth.
"I'll fuck you all right, you little bitch," grunted Jim, unable to wait a moment longer.
Drawing her ass-cheeks wide apart, he leered at the pulsating pink hole begging to be penetrated. He was going to shove his long, thick cudgel all the way up into that virginal orifice and make her beg for mercy. This would be the Yankee Princess' ultimate humiliation and degradation. After this, the whoring of her would be only an anti-climax. Harshly gripping her hips to steady her and using his thumbs to hold wide the soft flesh of her ass-cheeks, he brutally jammed the purple-red head of his oversized cock into the wet anus.
"Aaaaaahhhhhh! No, no, no, oh please don't. Nooooooo!" she screeched, jerking her head in the air and shooting her body forward. The pain was excruciating. Hugh grasped her harder, at the same time lifting his buttocks to shove his rod deeply into her, while Jim's Sludge-Pump forced itself in a few more agonizing inches.
Another scream was stifled by Hugh pulling her face down into his neck. She attempted to bite him until he threatened to knock all her teeth out.
"Hold her still at your end," he said to Jim. "I've got her tamed up here."
The blunt intrusion of his lunging cock felt as if her rectum was being split wide open. Mercifully it was still for the moment, though every fiber of her being resisted as she felt the hard rubbery flesh slowly begin to move back and forth, sending waves of pain inside her widely stretched anal passage.
"Aaaaahhhhggggg!" she screamed again as the grotesquely abnormal member drove right up into her. The coarse pubic hair of the man behind her rasped against the softness of her ass-cheeks. Oh my God, she thought. It must be that monster they call Sludge-Pump. How could there be room inside me for Hugh's huge cock and this other gigantic monstrosity?
Both men gasped with sadistic, lascivious pleasure as they began fucking away at her. They could each feel the presence of each other's cock inside the young girl's belly. She had collapsed down on Hugh, all resistance gone except for constant moans of anguish issuing from her slack, saliva-wet mouth. Jim had levered himself high on his knees in order to manipulate her buttocks by his firm grip on her waist, plunging the full length of his punishing weapon into her with long flesh-tearing strokes. His control of her buttocks worked as an aid to Hugh lying flat on his back and jerking up with his pelvis to shove as deeply as he could in time with the movement. There was an added erotic excitement in having them both fuck her at the same time. Should have old Billy here to fuck her mouth… the drunken bastard doesn't know what he's missing, he thought. And Tiger's with Jenny… up her ass, too, I'll bet.
He was right about Tiger. There was no argument in the bedroom. They lay sideways on the bed, his hands fondling her breasts and his ass-loving tool was stuck hard between her small firm buttocks. She too was having something extra. The battery operated vibrator was buzzing in her cunt, its vibrations being felt by Billy's deeply embedded cock. She had already cum several times, and she intended to keep on achieving orgasms until she either passed out or her pussy could take no more. Her record for self-induced orgasms was fifteen in a row. Tonight she felt she could easily break that figure, especially if Billy kept up that nice easy rhythm of fucking into her asshole. She never thought she'd enjoy having a cock up there: she must teach Hugh how to do it. Let Linda scream her head off, she selfishly decided. I can't stop now for anyone… anyway, Hugh will look after her… he wants her for himself; the selfish bastard.
With her leg thrown back over Tiger's so that her cunt was nicely opened, she moaned into another orgasm. Eight! she counted to herself, her eyes closed in ecstasy.
Linda was well and truly being looked after… sexually. Sludge-Pump drooled over her back, his saliva dribbling down on her narrow shoulders that jerked forward with each lunge of his rampaging shaft into her tender anal passage, tripping her servile kneeling body between the skewering cocks. She was hopelessly pinned by them both in that bent position like a harem slave between two husky masters. In spite of the pain in her anus, the arousal of her inflamed clitoris encouraged her anal muscles to expand to an unbelievable degree to accept the rape of her rear hole. Jim was groaning that it was too tight and too wonderful. "I can't stand it!" he muttered lifting his head in reaction to the thrill of the warm clasping flesh enveloping the huge cock that had brought him so much comment from his teasing friend. "Jesus, she likes it now!" he thought, amazed that the tiny brown circle and its little pink hole could expand so much that he could slide all the way through and deep up into her. His whole monstrously throbbing rod – as thick as a man's wrist – was thrusting into her right up to the hilt. He felt his balls slap wetly down onto the cock and balls fucking upwards beneath him. No need to worry about her bolting now!
She was moving backwards to meet each forward thrust into her buttocks and grinding down to take the thrusts up into her cunt. She undulated, swinging her pelvis and buttocks in small rotating circles: clasping one rod tightly with a slight throb of her rectum as it withdrew on the back stroke, opening to take it on the in stroke; cunt-gripping the other rod sliding so hot and satisfyingly past her clitoris into the molten depths of her vagina. Doubly impaled through her two holes so close together that the only part of her lower body she could move was her hips and buttocks and these she moved like a female demon, sweating as she rode up and down with a rotating movement that was bringing both their pulsating members toward a simultaneously gushing explosion.
Hugh felt her head begin to thrash from side to side. He lifted it so that he could suck at her slack mouth, tonguing and biting at her lower lip. He could see from her glazed eyes that she hungered for satisfaction in her buttocks as well as her cunt. Her body bucking and churning now as the fires of mounting lust enlivened her, he sensed that she was drawing to a climax, bringing his inflated cock to an even more excited state. Her cunt was pleading for more, and he shoved hard up to satisfy it, feeling the nearness of Sludgie's weapon pistoning faster and faster, Hugh's balls awash with the juices flowing from her cunt. The girl was moaning as though in a trance as both cocks rammed rapidly into her, hard and deep.
It was too much for Hugh. He couldn't contain himself any longer and with one mighty upward thrust his penis-head's slit opened to gush out his cum hotly against her cervix. Wildly he yelled his completion as her body thumped down on him, tossed by a mighty thrust from Jim's great pole.
"More, Hugh, more. Keep fucking my cunt," he heard her begging him, trying to balance the mad, excruciating cuntal and anal excitement filling her body with a lust she didn't believe possible. But Hugh was finished. He had drained his balls, and his cock sucked slowly back out of the wetly voracious vagina. He was also suddenly conscious of the weight of both the girl and of Jim leaning over her back. He eased himself from beneath them, staggered to the bathroom and then went to the bedroom to collapse on the other side of Jenny.
Tiger was sound asleep but Jenny was lying, legs wide apart, her hand gripping the end of the vibrator buzzing deep inside her.
"Turn that thing off," he said, lying on his back. "I want some sleep."
"Just one more, Hugh. I'm having number twenty. Oh, oh, oh… aaaaggghhhh." With a final satisfied moan she switched off the vibrator and turned towards him, lifting a long leg over his and nestling up, her breasts against his side.
"Wake me at ten," she sighed. "Have to go to Melbourne tomorrow. Is Linda all right?"
"Having the time of her life," he yawned.
And it was true; the blonde teenage girl was enjoying her ass-fuck as much as she had the cunt-fuck. She was lying flat on her stomach, now, legs apart, with her hand underneath so that she could finger her clitoris while Jim rammed into her fully distended anal passage. She quickly brought herself to orgasm with her fingers, as Jim could tell by the increasing loudness of her groaning. She had wanted to reach this long drawn-out climax with them both in her, and now that her cunt was emptied of stiff flesh some of the pleasure she'd received from her rear hole was diminishing. As she started to cum the threatening storm broke outside, thunder crashing after lightning flashes heavy rain pelting against the window panes.
"Aaaaahhhhhh!" she groaned in a perverse mixture of pain and pleasure, cumming while he thrust and slapped his big sac against the fingers in her cunt giving their last caress to her clitoris. "Aaaaggggghhhh!" This half-groan, half-scream was a reaction to the finality of her own desires and the agony of the giant tormenting staff swelling even larger as it was about to blow. It was stretching the muscles of her anus beyond belief. Yet with masochistic pleasure and uncontrollable desire her buttocks ground back against his sweating pelvis, thick with wet pubic hairs. The whole length of her crack felt hot and painful, the heat inside her anal depths searing with increasing pain.
Lifting her waist up as his member swelled for the final thrust, Sludge-Pump was gasping out incoherent obscenities in a spluttering groan. He flung himself forward with a mighty shove that almost tore through the walls of her quivering rectum, and with an enormous shudder, he shot his hotly thick cum in spurting wave after wave into the depths of her rectal cavern. She was transfixed, bent in front of him, buttocks swaying against his weight, then in an instinctive reaction to his orgasm, she pressed tight back against his hairy loins as he poured his sperm far up her anal passage, filling her until she felt her belly swelling with it.
He collapsed grunting over her back, pressing her deeply into the couch. She was barely conscious when he began to withdraw the frightful length of his satiated flesh, looking down to see the inflamed head emerge with a wet sucking sound, the pink insides of her anus showing clearly as the opening puckered out when the puffed head of his member withdrew. There was sufficient consciousness remaining in her to know that she was now totally debauched, lower than the whores she had previously despised. As she blacked out into merciful oblivion she thought that there was nothing more they could do to her now. She would let them fuck her. She would suck them off. Her body wanted it, now.
Jim Yates stood by the couch staring stupidly down at the most beautiful girl he'd ever fucked. I don't want to fuck her cunt while she's unconscious, he thought. Plenty of time tomorrow. He dressed carelessly and staggered out of the apartment, drunkenly tripping over Jenny's hi-fi set on the floor. Cursing, he lurched out into the night and swayed along the promenade to his seedy hotel.