Kate knew it was the alcohol talking in him, but knowing what it was didn"t make Sandy any easier to handle. There"d been a lot of going out to the cars and pick-ups for quick snorts. This was common enough at the Grange Hall dance, but Sandy had gotten drunk quicker than most of the men. Kate felt a little woozy herself and she"d only had half a dozen drinks, but it got so hot dancing that the alcohol seemed to get to you.
"Forget about Mela ... and Cole ... just concentrate on dancing with me," she said, not wanting to dance with Cole. She didn"t care if he spent all night with Mela Meacham. When she"d finally stolen wearily upstairs from the teenage boy, Eric"s, bed last night, Cole still wasn"t in. She"d crawled between the sheets and went immediately to sleep. This morning her husband had been gone to the barns before she was up and she hadn"t really seen him alone since. She could only be grateful, for she didn"t think she could ever face him again after being f.u.c.ked senseless by two other men yesterday. She hated him and herself. The guilt had been in her like a cancer all day and it was devouring her now ... what had happened meant an end to their marriage.
It was painfully obvious that he was more interested in Mela Meacham than his own wife.
Sandy could feel the rage in him rising like the red line of a thermometer. Just when he had Mela almost ready to go and get the license, he sure as h.e.l.l wasn"t going to let Cole Sutherland get to her! The ranch was going to be his, by G.o.d! Cole already had one and sure as h.e.l.l didn"t need another! Then he looked over at the other dancing couple and froze, his body like a ramrod.
Puzzled, Kate turned and felt she had just been hit by a mammoth fist in her belly. Cole and Mela weren"t dancing any longer. Their lips were welded drunkenly together, and even as she watched, the young ranch heiress pulled Cole"s hand from her hips and guided it up to her breast. The brazen hussy! She was suddenly thrown bodily back as, with the loud bellow of an enraged bull, Sandy shot across the floor and savagely slugged Cole right on the point of his chin! It was as though the whole thing were in slow motion, a film, a cowboy movie.
Kate watched in horror as Cole flew six feet backwards, slammed his head heavily against a table, and fell flat on his back on the floor.
Only then did Kate"s muscles begin to function. Oh G.o.d! Sandy had killed him. Cole was lying so still, and there was Mela Meacham laughing at Sandy"s murderous expression.
Without thinking, Kate ran across the floor to her husband"s body, cradled his head in her arms, and tried to wipe his damp brow. She covered his face with kisses, trying to bring him back to consciousness, and abruptly the tears came flowing from deep within her as she realized for the first time exactly how much this man meant to her. She didn"t care what he had done! She knew now that Mela had seduced him. It wasn"t Cole"s fault! He"d been seduced, pushed beyond his endurance ... just as she had, she realized. Oh G.o.d, Cole had to be all right ... he had to! What a fool she"d been, trying to get back at him, t.i.t for tat. Oh G.o.d, if he ever found out ...! Tears flooded down both sides of her face as she murmured, "Cole, Cole darling. Are you all right, Cole ... Honey, oh, darling." She rocked hopelessly with his head in her arms, crushing his face to her breast.
Cole tried to open his eyes, but they felt as if they were weighted down with lead. His jaw hurt, really hurt. Gradually, as the other sensations returned to his body, he became aware that his face was being pillowed on something softly yielding. He laboriously opened one eye and saw his wife"s tear-stained face.
Kate saw his confused eyes looking up at her and she began weeping uncontrollably.
"Oohhh, darling," she gasped through her sobs, "you"re all right? Oh, please be all right! Please, I love you so ... don"t leave me ...
please don"t leave me for Mela ... I won"t even beg for a child anymore ... just don"t leave me ... forgive me ..."
"S"all right, honey. I"m okay, I think. Just want to lie here a minute," Cole mumbled. His head was fuzzy. Must have had a lot of booze. He could hear the m.u.f.fled thudding of Kate"s heart under the fleshy fullness of her soft breast. She was really worried about him.
It was nice to have her worried about him! That d.a.m.n b.i.t.c.h, Mela, sure as h.e.l.l would never worry about him. She was a taker. Kate was a giver! Everything had gone wrong since he came home ... and it must be on account of Mela. Cole pulled his cramped arm away and slid it around his wife"s slender waist, burying his face a little deeper into the lush ripeness of her breast. Good kid, his wife. Worried about him. Shouldn"t have treated her so bad. He looked over at the loud commotion a few feet away, and grinned as he heard Sandy angrily yelling at a wildly laughing Mela.
"You"re drunk! You hot c.u.n.ted little b.i.t.c.h!" Sandy shouted, the fury in him like a forest fire out of control. "You"re drunk and you keep your G.o.dd.a.m.ned hands off that b.a.s.t.a.r.d Cole Sutherland ... you hear me!"
His hands jerked the young girl up to him by the dress front.
Mela sneered, then said sarcastically, "You don"t own me yet, lover ...
don"t forget it. I"ll put my hands where I d.a.m.n well please! And when I say Come here frog, you hop!"
"Like h.e.l.l!" The foreman yanked and the whole front of her dress came away in his hands, splitting down the front with a shriek of cloth.
Mela shrank back from him in momentary fright as he stood stupidly holding the tatters of her dress in his big hands. She looked down at her naked b.r.e.a.s.t.s jutting proudly above her smooth white belly and the white panty clad hips below. Suddenly it was all terribly funny. The whole thing was too funny for words. She laughed shrilly again, whirling and dancing away from Sandy. The ruined dress slipped off her shoulder and she let it slide, stepping out of it and leaving it in a crimson puddle on the floor.
Pirouetting around the deserted dance floor, Mela frugged alone to the music still blaring from the untended phonograph. The rush of cool air felt wonderful on her naked b.r.e.a.s.t.s and she reveled in the freedom of going without clothes. Suddenly even the flimsy bikini panties were too much. She stopped on the raised platform and, turning toward Sandy near the rear of the hall, slowly and tantalizingly began pulling down her thin, flimsy panties, writhing and undulating her firmly rounded young b.u.t.tocks lewdly in time to the frug music. She could see Sandy standing there stunned, his mouth open like he had a lead weighted jaw and his eyes about to pop right out of his head, as she finally waved the panties high above her head and then carelessly threw them back over her shoulder. She spread her thighs and ground her golden-haired v.a.g.i.n.a forward and backward in time to the music in the mock motions of f.u.c.king.
Sandy began staggering toward the lewdly writhing figure on the stage.
Stark naked! Jesus Christ, that crazy young girl was stark naked! His p.r.i.c.k was already painfully beating inside his pants. G.o.dd.a.m.n her anyway! She was so crazy ... but by G.o.d she was his! Wouldn"t get away from him, no sir. He pa.s.sed Cole and Kate on the floor. They were wrapped up in each other like lovers. Guess they must have made up. d.a.m.n good piece of a.s.s, that Kate. But Mela was a good piece and had a ranch too. Just had to tame her a little. Wild thing. Time he really branded her for good.
Great peals of laughter were spilling from the young heiress"s throat when her ranch foreman stumbled onto the stage with her, almost falling flat on his face. He b.u.mped heavily against her and steadied himself by grabbing her madly undulating hips. While he stood there looking foolish and angrily undecided, she yanked at his shirt front and the pearl b.u.t.tons popped, falling like broken teeth on the stage floor.
"What"re you doing, woman?" Sandy asked, trying very hard to sober up as he blinked down and watched the young girl pulling his trousers and underpants down over his naked b.u.t.tocks.
"Helping you, lover. Let"s show the whole world what there really is to do in South Dakota."
Sandy"s anger abruptly evaporated as he felt her small, perspiration dampened hand close in on his thick p.e.n.i.s. He kicked off his boots, stepped out of his pants and undershorts, and then smoothly slid his hand up between Mela"s heatedly spread thighs.
The girl began moaning and mewling into Sandy"s mouth, reaching up on her tiptoes to get closer to his hotly throbbing c.o.c.k burning against her hotly perspiring abdomen. His p.e.n.i.s felt deliciously wonderful--as though it were a big felt-tipped drum stick wildly pounding against her kettle drum belly. But that wasn"t where she wanted it ... it was inside her that she needed it ... deep up inside her hungrily aching c.u.n.t, which was pulsing and throbbing on its own hollowness until the warmly seeping p.u.s.s.y juice was almost flooding down the smooth insides of her hairless inner thighs. She could actually feel the slow trickle as the hot flowing rivulets oozed down toward her knees.
"OHHH, G.o.d! Sandy, lover ... f.u.c.k meeee," she moaned loudly; and her words carried to the back of the hall, and Kate heard the lewd request even above the music and the pounding of her own heart covered by Cole"s gently ma.s.saging hand.
"Cole, darling ... please ... let"s go home," Kate said, as she realized the young girl and her foreman were completely naked and heatedly stroking each other"s v.a.g.i.n.a and p.e.n.i.s.
"Mmmmmmm ... mmmmmm ..." Cole answered, his hand still inside her ruffled dress, cupping the ripe warmth of her heavy breast.
"Don"t ... not here ... Sandy and that Meacham girl are still here."
Kate made a halfhearted attempt to pry his hand loose and found her eyes being drawn repeatedly back to the salacious scene on the stage.
"Who cares about them," Cole mumbled against the warmly swelling mound coming out the top of her dress. "You"re my woman ... don"t want anybody else ... trouble ... just trouble, that"s all ... just want my Kate!" he mumbled thickly.
Oh G.o.d! Now down there on the stage, the Meacham girl had placed both hands on the foreman"s huge quivering p.e.n.i.s and was wildly milking it back and forth. Suddenly there were responding vibrations in Kate"s body. She remembered the velvety feeling of Sandy"s and Eric"s p.r.i.c.ks heatedly pounding like living animals in her hand. She could almost feel them now! Cole"s fingers were hungrily moving all over her naked b.r.e.a.s.t.s, and she had the insane urge to be freed of all clothes ... to be as free as Sandy and Mela.
Vaguely aware that it really was the alcohol dissolving her inhibitions, Kate leaned down to hesitantly zip down Cole"s pants and began worming her fingers through the opening of his shorts ... finding at once the madly throbbing hardness of his c.o.c.k! She glanced up once, worrying about the other couple and wishing that the lights were out, but what she saw so stunned her that she stiffened.
"What"s matter?" Cole asked, his words m.u.f.fled, speaking with his mouth full of one of his wife"s nakedly quivering nipples and not really giving a d.a.m.n about anything else except this wonderfully succulent mouthful and Kate"s warm tingling fingers wrapped around his eagerly thumping p.r.i.c.k.
"Oh G.o.d, Cole! Look up there, darling!" she whispered in a heavy breath, feeling a wild excitement beginning to grow in her heated loins as her disbelieving eyes froze on one of the most salacious scenes she had ever seen in her life.
"G.o.dd.a.m.n Sam," Cole whispered in awe, then shook his head as if to clear it of alcoholic vapors. Up there on the stage the foreman and the young girl were doing a stand up sixty-nine, with Sandy rotating his torso around in time to the torrid rhythm of the music. The Sutherlands could see Mela dangling head down with her glistening red lips rapidly moving back and forth over the long wet length of Sandy"s eagerly throbbing c.o.c.k; her long blonde hair swirled down around the foreman"s ankles. The big man easily held the slender figure upside down by the hips with her wildly thrashing thighs spread wide up and scissored outward over his shoulders; his bull neck was bent and they could see his curling red tongue voraciously licking the coral-hued p.u.s.s.y lips while his nose seemingly was attempting to push its way into her crinkled little a.n.a.l opening. Their loud animal mewls of lewd pleasure could be heard floating sensuously above the music.
Kate moaned, it was an involuntary sound reflecting her own suddenly craving desire; beneath her hand, Cole"s rigidly pulsating p.r.i.c.k jerked like a harnessed animal eager to begin its journey home.
"I gotta f.u.c.k you, baby," Cole said. "f.u.c.k you right now or I"ll die!"
"Yes ... yes, darling." Her eyelids fluttered and she tightly clenched her thighs, sc.r.a.ping them together and feeling the sensual delights of her own heated smooth flesh rubbing against heated smooth flesh all the way from trembling knees up to her feverishly moistened c.u.n.tal lips.
Frantically the two Sutherlands stood and ripped their clothes off, throwing them haphazardly away from them, then groaning, nakedly sank back down again to the dance floor.
There"s nothing wrong with Cole"s jaw now, Kate thought, as he caught her mouth in a deep kiss, his familiar tongue wetly sliding deep into her open mouth while his hands kneaded the fleshy fullness of her eagerly trembling b.u.t.tocks. Her hand dropped and found his ma.s.sively throbbing hardness again, and she began rapidly stroking it with tightly squeezing fingers that could not encompa.s.s its girth.
Cole couldn"t stand the torment any longer. Jesus, it was bad enough to watch Mela and her ranch foreman cannibalizing each other"s c.o.c.k and c.u.n.t that way, but here was his Kate acting like a completely new and different woman--about to go right out of her f.u.c.king mind, frantically tugging on his p.r.i.c.k and moaning loud enough to wake the dead. He could feel his naked c.o.c.k screaming silently in jerks and quiver, as he rolled over on his back and held up his hands for her. His woman was here and ready, and she"d do anything he wanted her to do now. "Ohhhh, baby," he crooned, "Come on here and sit down on big Daddy."
Panting in eagerness, Kate immediately straddled him. She had never f.u.c.ked in this position before and excitedly wondered if it would be good, then her mind reminded her that every way was good! She knew her v.a.g.i.n.a was sopping wet and had been even before Mela and her foreman had begun staging their lewd sixty-nine at the end of the room. Still, though, as she put her thumb and forefinger down to separate her hotly quivering p.u.s.s.y lips, not even she was prepared for the puddle of heated moisture between her legs. She shuddered deliciously as she felt her own fingers opening her hotly sensitive c.u.n.tal mouth, then she pushed her pelvis slightly forward and brought her hungry v.a.g.i.n.a into contact with the madly throbbing pole jutting from Cole"s groin. When she took her fingers away seconds later, the whole wonderful head of his p.r.i.c.k was just barely inside her. She flexed her b.u.t.tocks causing her c.u.n.t lips to tighten and squeeze, and was thrilled when Cole groaned loudly and rolled his eyes in pleasure.
Cole could feel the head of his c.o.c.k softly enfolded by his wife"s heatedly quivering c.u.n.tal lips. Jesus, nothing had ever felt so good before. It felt almost as if she had sucked it up in her mouth, and her p.u.s.s.y muscles played around his c.o.c.kshead like a teasing, tormenting tongue. Although almost frantic with need, he decided to let her take the initiative, and put his hands behind his head in a phony act of nonchalance. Staring up at her above him, he saw the two mightily straining mounds of her t.i.ts hanging down like great golden pears and her hair swaying sensually back and forth across his chest as she wove her head from side to side in closed-eyed sensual wonderment.
Her a.s.s was moving in tight, voraciously growing little circles, circles that gradually became wider and wilder as she slowly and deliciously slid her c.u.n.t down the long throbbing length of the fleshy staff.
Kate had worked about half of Cole"s hotly jerking rod up into her when she finally could stand the waiting no longer. With a loud groan of expectant ecstasy she simply let go and permitted her excitedly quivering p.u.s.s.y to slide wetly down the wondrous shaft all the way until her v.a.g.i.n.al lips were nibbling hungrily against the darkly curling pubic hair surrounding his t.e.s.t.i.c.l.es. She was filled completely and fully. Oh, G.o.d, it was so beautiful! Cole, her Cole was inside her again! The way it used to be! He would never leave her because she knew now that he was far more important than a child. Cole was her world, her real world. She"d do anything to keep him.
Whimpering, Kate could feel all of the ridged flutings of his wonderful p.e.n.i.s throughout all of her sensitive c.u.n.tal sheath. She squeezed down with her abdominal muscles and could tell that he found pleasure from that movement, then, straining heavily she pulled upward with her bladder muscles and heard him moan loudly.
The feel of Kate"s warmly familiar p.u.s.s.y squeezing and milking him so lovingly and excitedly made Cole feel as if he were truly home for the first time. G.o.dd.a.m.n, he thought, this is Kate at her best--better, really, than she had ever been before! No one could match her, and that was because she was his woman--personally selected by him originally, just like he had picked the Limousin bull, and the only woman he had ever married ... or would probably ever marry! He sensed now that a lot of his discontent during their marriage had been his own fault. h.e.l.l, he should have laid down the law years ago. A woman needed to be trained; they could be taught to like anything. But now, no real training was necessary for he knew Kate would do it any way he wanted it. He knew it!
And when the time came to test her, he was positive she would respond.
Tonight was the first time she had ever f.u.c.ked from the female-above position, and she was awkward in her movements. Well, that was easily enough solved.
"Put your knees right up here under my arm-pits, baby," he commanded.
When she did as he told her, he added, "Now see if that isn"t better."
Kate found that the new positioning enabled her to slide her v.a.g.i.n.a more easily up and down the heatedly pulsating length of his l.u.s.t hardened c.o.c.k, and soon established a natural rhythm that gradually increased in tempo until she was bucking on top of him crazily as if she was riding a steer or a Limousin bull. Oh G.o.d! It was so fantastically beautiful!
Frantically working now, the rich creamy fullness of her a.s.s rotated insanely above him, while her heavily straining t.i.ts lunged and danced as though they were trying to tear themselves off her chest.
These frenzied lunges downward made Kate realize she was deliberately hammering her heated cervix against the blunted head of Cole"s p.r.i.c.k ... and each time her uterine opening slammed against his hammer-like c.o.c.k it was as though a temple gong had been struck, and the sensuously powerful reverberations rippled throughout her entire body.
Once in a moment of delirious joy, she screamed like a Banshee, and the cry of exaltation was heard by the still standing, still hungrily sucking big foreman on the stage who lifted his voraciously feasting mouth from Mela"s insanely twitching p.u.s.s.y. He blinked in bewilderment several times, trying to focus his eyes, then said in amazement, "Jesus Christ! Look at "em go!" He pulled at the upside down girl"s hips, trying to yank his c.o.c.k from her hotly sucking mouth, but she refused to relinquish it ... clinging to the warm shaft like an unweaned calf sucking on a life-giving teat. Sandy was finally forced to shove his knees together and lower her to the floor before her wetly compressed lips plopped loudly loose.
"Oh G.o.d! Why did you stop?" Mela angrily demanded, as she felt her head touching the floor. G.o.d! Just as she was getting so close to c.u.mming, this drunken jacka.s.s had to stop--leaving her dangling in midair. And he hadn"t c.u.m yet, either!
Sandy kept lowering her until she was stretched out flat on her back on the stage floor. Mela, thinking he wanted to have s.e.xual intercourse with her this way, eagerly spread her legs out wide and impatiently raised her knees to her chest. Sandy Gayman, however, was not even looking at her. Furious, the heiress turned to see what he found so interesting, then she blinked and scrambled to her feet to stand nakedly beside him.
"Jesus," Sandy repeated wonderingly, "look at "em f.u.c.k!"
Mela realized she was holding her breath at the unexpectedness of the lewd spectacle. Wow! she thought, you expect to see things like this in some parts of Europe, but in South Dakota? Unbelievable!
It was so unbelievable that she reached out and took hold of the foreman"s hotly pulsating p.r.i.c.k and, using it as a halter, led him down the steps and across the floor to where the Sutherlands writhed and moaned in tightly locked intercourse; it was as though they were the only people in the world, madly f.u.c.king to populate the planet.
"G.o.dd.a.m.n," Sandy breathed in awe, looking down at the rounded sensuousness of Kate Sutherland"s nakedly pumping b.u.t.tocks as she rode insanely up and down her husband"s long wetly glistening c.o.c.k.
G.o.dd.a.m.n, he thought, there was something about watching another couple do it that sent your own temperature soaring. Now old Cole was really pouring it to her now, his l.u.s.t-hardened p.r.i.c.k fired in and out of her hotly clasping c.u.n.t like a well-oiled piston in a machine ... a f.u.c.king machine! h.e.l.l, he must be drunker than he thought. That was the guy he"d slugged a few moments ago for feeling Mela up and now Sandy didn"t wish him anything but a good f.u.c.k, which he was really getting!
Mela was staring in equal fascination, watching the wetly shivering shaft of white flesh go in and out of Kate"s pink mouthed p.u.s.s.y. Her little red tongue came out to lick her lips, and her hand tightened around Sandy"s p.r.i.c.k. The fires were in her like an inferno! Oh, G.o.d, there was a growing burning desire within her to join them in a real old-fashioned orgy. Quickly she relinquished her hold on Sandy"s wildly throbbing p.e.n.i.s and said softly, "Let"s join them ... come on, baby ... let"s really have a party."
Cole looked up hazily as a soft insinuating voice said, "Mind if we join you ... looks like fun! The more the merrier, I always say!" His eyes met an opened golden hair fringed p.u.s.s.y, the lips swollen and slick and glistening, the pink folds parting, layer by moist layer right over his face. G.o.d! Drunk! He"d never been this drunk! He was even hallucinating! He had to be. Kate, his own wife, was right here riding his p.r.i.c.k, and that just couldn"t be another p.u.s.s.y slowly lowering over his face!
Kate"s hands dug into Cole"s strong muscular forearms in order to get a better grip and ride his stabbing c.o.c.k without losing her balance. As she looked up she saw Mela with her face toward her lowering wide- spread thighs around Cole"s head! Oh dear G.o.d! It couldn"t be! That hussy would do anything! Kate shook her head to try and clear it but the vision of the nakedly blonde c.u.n.t rapidly sinking down over Cole"s face would not disappear. Well, I will feel better to Cole, Kate thought, I"ll feel so good to him that he"ll never forget it. Quickly, then, she began concentrating on doing the best job she could by flexing and unflexing muscles she never before knew existed.
Mela groaned aloud, then shrieked in pleasure as she ground her splayed p.u.s.s.y straight into Cole"s face and felt his tongue curl out to stab into the heated depths of her churning body, ramming a deliciously surging thrill of sensation to her raw nerve ends and setting her whole abdomen on fire! Ohhh, it was beautiful! The young heiress looked up to see Sandy standing where she"d left him, looking slightly puzzled.
"Find a seat, lover ... join the fun," she taunted, then her voice gurgled off incoherently as Cole"s teeth clamped down on her violently erect c.l.i.toris.
The music had finally stopped now and, standing just outside, all Angel could hear was the deliriously moaning, nakedly f.u.c.king couple on the steps and the wildly stimulating sucking sounds coming from within the hall. Never before in his life had he seen or imagined anything as salacious and l.u.s.t inciting as this. It was all too exciting, and his heated desire suddenly boiled over. Quickly he stripped off all of his clothes, then grabbed Eric"s powerfully working shoulder. He had to shake the boy a couple of times before he got his attention. Gwen, her eyes dully glazed with an animal l.u.s.t, stared at him dumbly and acted as if she were impatient with his interruption. "Come on," the Mexican boy demanded.
"What"d you mean, "come on"? I haven"t c.u.m in her yet!" the young blonde giant protested, continuing to thrust his throbbing shaft into the hotly clenching depths of the teacher"s c.u.n.t.
"Pick her up and let"s go in and join the orgy!"
That got their attention. Gwen"s eyes widened in alarm, and Eric looked at him in shocked disbelief.
"Come on," Angel insisted, tugging impatiently at the boy"s arm.
"Let"s join them."
Eric stood up effortlessly as Gwen, uncertain of what to do and not really wanting to go inside--yet unwilling to be deprived of that hotly pulsating staff which was bringing her so much delirious joy--wrapped her legs tightly around his hips and held on to his neck with her arms as the boy walked to the door. Her back was to the dance floor, and she didn"t see the lewd spectacle until she heard Eric"s sudden hiss of breath and his whispered, "Jesus Christ." When she turned, it took several seconds for the lewd scene to penetrate her consciousness.
There was Cole Sutherland with his face buried in Mela Meacham"s wildly undulating young v.a.g.i.n.a, while his wife, Kate Sutherland, writhed in total abandonment on his glistening thick p.e.n.i.s. A naked Sandy Gayman stood there with a powerfully beating erection, looking puzzled ...
drunk. At once the school teacher wanted to leave; she didn"t want to be a part of that wickedly perverted scene. What they were doing wasn"t right, it was dirty! But even as she was thinking this, the first powerful jolts of excitement were hitting her right in the middle of her still heatedly pulsating belly. Oh, G.o.d, it was so terrible and yet, in another more primitive way, so forbiddenly beautiful!
Angel wasted no time in leading the young giant across the room; Eric continued to madly thrust into the young blonde teacher"s wetly drenched v.a.g.i.n.a, and with every step he took it seemed as if he was going deeper, higher up into her taut little belly. The three of them were nakedly alongside the others before Mela spotted them. The Mexican boy saw the young heiress"s eyes widen and then begin glowing with an even hotter excitement.
"Well, welcome to the party," Mela breathed, sultrily, then said, "Lie down beside Cole, quick!"
Obediently Eric did as he was instructed. Gwen, though, was so distracted and embarra.s.sed that she almost lost her desire, but the loss was only momentary because Eric--with a solid floor beneath his back could finally get leverage in the upward thrusts of his now insanely pounding c.o.c.k as it drove relentlessly into the little blonde teacher"s heatedly milking c.u.n.t.
Angel watched with a desirous and a growing need of his own as he watched the five writhing bodies, two wetly ramming p.e.n.i.ses slamming into two frantically clenching p.u.s.s.ies, and one c.u.n.t being licked like it was the end of the world. He waited for an invitation to join--any invitation! He"d like to try out the Sutherland woman"s a.s.shole or the Meacham girl"s mouth. Either way ... it didn"t really make much difference.
Beside him, shaking his head like a big s.h.a.ggy dog, Sandy blinked his eyes and reached out a hand into the empty s.p.a.ce around him to steady himself. Jesus! Christ! What was happening? Now there was another G.o.dd.a.m.ned couple f.u.c.king on the floor beside Cole. It was that kid Eric and ... and ... he bent down, blearily peering into the face and then stepped back rapidly as he saw who it was. That little stuck-up snotty schoolteacher! Hot d.a.m.n! There she was being f.u.c.ked out of her mind, with her nicely rounded young a.s.s cheeks rising and falling as she sought to grind down and cram the boy"s heavily thickened c.o.c.k all the way up her belly and out her throat. He could see the tiny puckering flower of her hairlessly flexing a.s.shole, nicely browned and tightly clenched. Son of a b.i.t.c.h, he thought wonderingly well, son of a b.i.t.c.h! Unsteadily, he took a step forward pushing Eric"s legs apart and then knelt between the boy"s wide-spread thighs, holding his eagerly jerking c.o.c.k in his hand as he leaned forward. a.s.shole was one thing he hadn"t had in a long time. "Join the party," Mela had said, and by G.o.d he planned to do just that.
Gwen felt the tip of something smooth and rubbery prodding hotly against her naked flesh from behind and she tried to straighten up and turn her head to see. The big foreman"s drunkenly grinning face leered down at her as his hands came around and down over her back and caught her nakedly quivering b.r.e.a.s.t.s. He squeezed them hard, eliciting a yelp of fright and pain from her.
"h.e.l.l of a party, Gwen, baby," he said. "It"s time old Sandy joined the party. You got the sweetest little a.s.shole I seen in a long time, and I"m aiming to have some."
"Oh, noooooo," she wailed, remembering the excruciating pain of the first entry from the brutal sodomizing she had received the night before. "Angel, help me ... don"t let him, please, Angel."
"I"m sorry, my little wh.o.r.e, but he has paid me four dollars to c.u.m up in your a.s.shole." There was no mercy, no softness, in his mockingly glittering eyes. This was something he wanted to see and before it was over she would thank him.
"Kate ... help me," Gwen cried out, beginning to wildly thrash against Eric"s chest. She saw the Sutherland woman open her eyes and look over toward her; there was almost a drugged, dreamy expression on her face as she rose and fell ecstatically on her husband, Cole"s wetly driving hardness.
Abruptly Gwen felt her b.r.e.a.s.t.s being pushed down flat against Eric"s chest again. Her violent struggles only succeeded in angering the big foreman who slapped her quivering b.u.t.tocks a couple of times, then as if relishing her yelps of pain began striking both of his calloused palms against her tender fleshy globes, rapidly turning them a blushing pink.
Kate abruptly became aware that Gwen was repeatedly calling her name.
What did the stupid girl want? Couldn"t she see that this was not a time for interruption? She blinked, trying to clear her eyes and looked over toward the pleading teacher. A sudden shock went through her as she saw Sandy reaching down and moistening his fingers on the huge fleshy rod burrowing up into the wildly writhing girl"s c.u.n.t from below, then, slipping them higher in the violently trembling crevice between her b.u.t.tocks he tensed them around the tiny puckered lips of her a.n.u.s. Even so, it was not until she heard the big foreman tell Eric to hold the girl tightly that she realized with a sudden shock that he was lubricating her there and what he was planning to do to her. Oh G.o.d! He was going to sodomize the girl. Kate looked around for help, but the only non-involved person was the cruelly smirking Angel.
Sandy grinned in obscene antic.i.p.ation down at the naked young teacher cowering against the young giant"s chest and slowly drew apart the soft white mounds of her b.u.t.tocks. Gwen groaned loudly in fear and tried to tightly clench them together again, but the big foreman dug his fingers hard into the full fleshy cheeks and, rather than suffer the pain, she relaxed and let him do as he willed.
Kate felt the birth of a new and even hotter excitement in her loins as she saw the tiny puckered ring of the small blonde"s rectal mouth come into view. Sandy used the thumb and widespread fingers of his left hand to hold the trembling cheeks apart then tentatively pressed his fingertip at the little brown opening. Gwen, squealing loudly, tensed her b.u.t.tocks together in a desperate, but futile, effort to escape this unnatural invasion. Then, with one relentless thrust, his thick worming finger popped through the tightly clenched opening and sank hotly up to the first knuckle.
"Aaaaaaggghhhh," Gwen gasped, breathing heavily and in pain, as she flexed her a.s.s cheeks together as tightly as possible trapping his hand between them.
Sandy grinned even more lewdly, then pushed in with a greater pressure; the finger sank in to the second knuckle and, as the defeated girl began groaning in piteous submission, his thick finger was in all the way to the flat of his palm.
Kate excitedly watched as the ranch foreman mercilessly ground his middle finger around in the helpless girl"s tortured a.n.u.s, widening the tiny hole in preparation, all the while energetically stroking his wildly throbbing p.r.i.c.k with his other hand. A moment later, he spread her helplessly trembling b.u.t.tocks wide again and placed the huge round bulbous head of his c.o.c.k against the defensively puckering little a.n.a.l opening. The thick full length of his p.e.n.i.s pounded hotly into the crevice of her a.s.s, with the tip resting against the tiny hole wet from her v.a.g.i.n.al juices and stretched wide from his finger. Pushing his hands under her thighs, he stretched her wide apart then directed his l.u.s.t hardened rock-like staff straight into the tightly clenched orifice of her a.s.s.
Kate simply could not believe what she saw happening. Gwen"s tiny little a.n.u.s could not take that monstrously large p.r.i.c.k. It couldn"t!
After all, the girl was less than five feet tall, and she already had Eric"s mammoth rod f.u.c.king into her v.a.g.i.n.a from below. Cole"s wife waited with bated breath as she saw Sandy"s hips slowly pressuring forward, and then she groaned loudly in sympathy as she saw the huge throbbing head suddenly pop through the tight restricting little ring of flesh.