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This story is a work of fiction, purely a fantasy. If you are offended by fantasy descriptions of rough nonconsensual sex, torture, or the ingestion of a wide range of bodily fluids, you should not read this story, nor should you read it if you are under 18 years of age. The story was written for White Shadow’s Nasty Stories. The holder of copyright– gives readers his permission to copy the story, but only if this disclaimer is copied as well. Butterflies. Butterflies in her stomach. A pretty thought, but not really what she felt like. No: when Trinh woke up it was 4 am, the middle of the night still, her stomach in knots, and her hands shaking. Not butterflies, more like some small animal — much larger and more powerful than a butterfly, with sharp teeth and claws — was trapped inside her belly and was trying to tear its way out. No way she could get back to sleep now. She went to the bathroom, washed her face, then she sat on the side of the tub and listened to the water run. She started to cry, not much, a tear or two, but she was upset. I shouldn’t do this, I shouldn’t do this, she kept saying to herself. But she felt like it was too late to back out. Plus, all the reasons she’d persuaded herself to do it in the first place were still there, still good reasons. I mean, the money, the money was incredible — $5000, for what, maybe two hours work, more like ninety minutes — that was insane, how could she pass that up? A friend of hers had had a spinal tap — can you imagine? — a spinal tap done at one of those medical study places, Pharmco or whatever it was — and she’d only made $4000. $4000! For a spinal tap! And here was $5000 just waiting, no pain, no work at all — just masturbating for an hour and a half while some sleazy guy taped it– very embarrassing, sure, and what if people — like her parents, oh God! — found out about it later. Ray, the guy who wanted her to make the tape, promised he’d only make one copy of the tape — for himself, the original went to a wealthy private collector. Trinh didn’t really believe this, figured at least a few copies would be distributed somehow — she just hoped not too widely. But really, $5000 dollars was a lot of money. She laughed and told herself that this was it, after today she’d never be able to get through the confirmation hearings, if she ever got nominated to the Supreme Court or something. She was giggling now, thinking of the headlines “First Vietnamese-American Supreme Court Nominee Admits Making Solo Porn Tape.” Well, goodbye to all that, Trinh thought, I’ll have to content myself with a lucrative but ignoble life in the private sector. She was laughing, feeling better. Still giggling as she gingerly lowered her little body into the steaming water. Ray looked at her picture again. She was what, 19, 20 — hard to believe she was that old, even. She looked like a kid, she could have been 13 or 14, a big smile and a sweet face, lovely jet black hair, her chest quite flat, narrow hips, what might have been called a lithe body except she was so short, not even five feet — a classic Vietnamese look, although supposedly she was half Chinese or something. A smart girl too — “a prestigious college in New England,” the card said, well, that could mean a lot of places, although he was pretty sure she lived no more than two or three hours from Boston — probably nervous as hell right now, but trying to congratulate herself on being so brave. Well, he chuckled to himself; little Miss Ivy League Asian Good Girl was in over her head this time, however brave she thought she was being. These specialty jobs were always the sweetest, $25,000 with some expenses covered to shoot six hours of videotape, the girl had to meet certain specs, a number of required acts, but really it was pretty easy. He’d hire a thuggish buddy of his to help out, pay him a couple thousand at most, a second cameraman, another couple thousand or so, the girl got a thousand up front as bait–she would never see any more money than that — so he ought to make close to $20,000 for this. And you couldn’t really call it work, either. Too much fun for that. Four foot eleven, and about ninety pounds. Just a little tiny slip of a girl. It was going to be enormous fun, stretching her out, and making her scream. Sitting on the T, her hands clutched tight to the bag in her lap, Trinh tried to think of $5000 and nothing else. $5000. No point now in worrying about how she got herself into this, it was happening, she was on her way, she couldn’t back out now. She needed the money; she had expenses her parents couldn’t understand. They were so sweet, but so strict; they wanted to manage every facet of her life and until Trinh had some money of her own, she was at their mercy. She was an adult now, and they would never understand that. Fuck, she said to herself — Trinh almost never cursed out loud, she really was prim in most ways, and she looked it, but in her head she swore and cursed and had the most dirty thoughts, she was a freak in her head, that’s probably why she’d agreed to do this — fuck, she said to herself, why am thinking about my parents? That’s not going to get me in the right mood. She closed her eyes, tried to relax. She thought of what she often did when she masturbated, two men, much larger than her, forcing her to the ground, holding her legs apart, pushing dirty fingers inside her… it was all kind of shadowy, the men hazy, just dim male shapes really, the pain kind of abstract. At first Trinh saw herself from the outside, from above, as they grabbed her and held her… but as it went on it became more real, the hands on her body, she could almost feel them, even sitting there on the T, clutching her bag, she could almost feel them holding her open, penetrating her vagina, her CUNT — she made herself think CUNT, you have a CUNT, Trinh, not a pussy or a clinical vagina, a CUNT, I have a hungry CUNT between my legs — and then the men in her head were calling her cunt, slut, whore, and then a penis, a large one, a BIG COCK was forcing its way inside, violently stretching her cunt, she was bleeding, screaming… She was shivering, shaking with desire, very wet already, sitting there on the T, feeling the dampness in her panties. That one always worked, the violent ones always got to her, other fantasies were just pictures, dry papery pictures in her head, but the violent ones somehow always came alive, felt real… made her come. Trinh was shy; she had trouble coming, trouble letting go, even with herself. She was late to begin masturbating, had been a virgin when she got to college. Barely not a virgin now, really, truthfully. God, she was going to have to think about all kinds of horrible stuff today if she was going to make herself come in front of that sleazy guy with his video camera. She took out the “script” — that sounded so silly, there weren’t any words, but what else to call it? — and went over the scenes again. Four scenes, between 20 minutes and half an hour each. The first was Trinh lying back on the bed slowly fingering herself; the next was Trinh playing with a little vibrator — not the kind you insert, just one that buzzed away on her clit — while sitting on the toilet. That was the one she dreaded. Ray had offered her an extra $500 to pee on camera, but she wouldn’t do it, not even for $1000. God, it was going to be hard masturbate sitting with her legs open on the toilet, using a vibrator was going to be strange enough. Then in the third scene she was back on the bed, with a big–well, big for Trinh, anyway–dildo, pushing it in deep. Finally she was to lie face down on the bed and hump a pillow, rubbing it between her legs until she came. Trinh had never masturbated that way, and it was awkward, when she had tried it a few nights ago, it took some getting used to, but she thought she could probably handle it. Oh God she was really dreading this. And Ray wanted her to try to talk as dirty as she could through the whole thing too. She had told him that she was too shy, that she had trouble saying bad words and stuff, but he said for her to try, if she was shy and embarrassed by talking dirty that would come across to the camera and that would be even hotter. It had made her embarrassed just to hear Ray say that! But she’d said she would try, try to talk as filthy as she could. She didn’t want to do this thing half-assed, she’d told him, and then giggled. That’s my girl, Ray had said in his soft southern accent, smiling at her.porn taboo storiesShe got off the T and walked the few blocks to the address Ray had given her, the thick moisture a little uncomfortable between her legs. It was a nice old house, a fancy one, in Newton. This was a little surprising. She checked the address again, made sure: apparently she had the right place. There was no bell; she timidly knocked on the door. After a few seconds, she knocked again, much harder. Ray opened the door, looking friendly but serious. He asked her politely if she was still ready to do this, everything they’d talked about before, and Trinh whispered a shy “yes.” Ray broke into a big smile, he was like a little boy, Trinh thought, a little boy getting to see a girl take her clothes off for the first time. Ray led her into the house, to a large bedroom and Trinh was caught off guard: there were two guys already in the room, one was fiddling with a camera and the other was just lounging like a slob in a chair. Trinh hadn’t counted on having to masturbate in front of anyone other than Ray. “Ray,” she said softly, “who are they?” The cameraman was not old — maybe thirty — but he looked like he’d let a rough life. He was paunchy, kind of oily looking, with longish greasy hair and bad skin. He was just the sort you’d expect to be filming a video like this. The other guy was similar but worse, taller, fatter, dirtier, meaner-looking. “Just relax, Trinh, everything’s fine, OK, just like we agreed. C.J. here is a cameraman, he’s done a lot of these tapes, he’s better than I am. I’m going to run the second camera when we use that, OK. And Dan back here, well, he just wants to watch, it’s true, but because if he likes what you do for us today, he might be able to get you lots more work like this… could be a pretty good deal for you, Trinh, and since you were so emphatic about me making no copies of the tape we make today, I figured he’d have to come along, you know, to get some idea what you’re like… it’s really not a big deal, Trinh…” Ray put his hand low on Trinh’s back and kind of guided her to the bed. Ooooh, his hand felt creepy, Trinh shivered and wondered how she was ever going to make it through the next few hours. She sat on the edge of the bed and said, “OK, Ray. An extra cameraman I understand, but some guy just checking me out while I do this? Come on, Ray. That’s worth another thousand dollars, I think.” Oh God she was so proud of herself for insisting on more money, it was so assertive and in control, not at all like the meek prim little Trinh that she was sick of always being. “You’re right, Trinh, you’re absolutely right, he shouldn’t get it for free, another let’s say, $500, that should be enough, shouldn’t it, what do you say, Trinh?” Ray was eager to start, she could tell, and the slobby guy, what was his name, Dan, he just kind of shrugged nonchalantly, so Trinh said, in the coolest voice she could manage, “I said $1000, Ray. $1000, or I walk or he walks.” Oh God she hoped that sounded as tough and cool as she wanted it to sound. Again the guy shrugged and Ray said, “That’s fine Trinh, OK, $1000 extra for Dan to watch, great. You’re pretty shrewd, Trinh, not as much of a kid as you look, you can tell I really want to make this movie with you. It’s going to be great. Are you nervous?” “No,” Trinh said, and then she started to laugh. “I’m lying, Ray. I’m super nervous.” “Excited though, right, still excited?” he said, “Because you look so wonderful and you’re just so sexy that I’m sure it’ll be great, a lot of fun.” A faint little mechanical sound, and a red light lit up: tape was rolling, she was being videotaped now, and the point of no return was past. “Yeah,” Trinh said bashfully. “I’m excited.” “Are you wet already, Trinh?” She looked down, away from Ray, but then made herself look up, right at the camera. “Yeah,” she said as firmly as she could, “Yes, I’m very wet right now. My… my cunt is very wet.” Her face felt hot, she was extremely embarrassed, but she had done it, talked dirty on camera. It could only get easier now. “What are you going to do for us today, Trinh? Are you going to show us that wet little pussy of yours?” “Yes,” she said. “I’m going to… to masturbate, you know, make myself come… with you… watching.” Stop being so shy, she told herself forcefully. “I’m going to stick my fingers in my wet little hole for you.” Ooooh her face was hot and flushed now, but that was better, be dirty, talk dirty, Trinh, she told herself. “Will you take off your clothes for us now Trinh?” Trinh stood and peeled off her tee shirt. She wasn’t wearing a bra and her dark little nipples stuck out like hard little knots from her flat chest. She unbuttoned her silk pants, pulled them half way down. Ray was nodding appreciatively. She could not look at the other men, or at the camera; she stayed focused on Ray. She sat back on the edge of the bed and unfastened her shoes, pulled them off, then her socks, then her pants. All she had on now was a little pair of black cotton panties. The black was a good choice, she was pretty confident the huge wet spot was not visible. “The panties too?” she asked. Ray nodded and she wiggled out of them. “Spread your legs, please, Trinh,” Ray said hoarsely. She was embarrassed but she made herself do it, opening her thin little legs as wide as she could. She hadn’t shaved down there; her pubic hair wasn’t much anyway. She guessed that Ray had probably wanted her to shave: she knew one reason they’d probably picked her to do this tape was that she was so small and young-looking, like a little girl. That kind of sickened Trinh a bit and made her angry too — everyone always thought she was so much younger than she was — so she didn’t shave, didn’t want to play their game. Ray hadn’t asked, anyway, so he couldn’t really have expected her to shave anyway: she wasn’t a porn star, shaving her pussy wasn’t something she did. “Your cunt fur is very nice Trinh,” Ray said like he was reading her mind, “so dark and sparse, I love it, it’s lovely.” Wow, that made her feel strange, hearing him say that, but she managed to keep her legs wide open. “Get in close,” Ray said to the cameraman, “make sure you can see how wet she is.” Trinh felt dizzy, hearing that. She lightly touched her lips and felt that yes, she was so wet, it was probably easily visible to the camera. She was soupy and goopy and sloppy-wet down there, all right. She felt feverish; her face was blushing so hot. She always got so wet; so wet it made her self-conscious. She had sometimes watched in a mirror while she fingered herself, and she was always amazed, watching the tremendous gush of syrupy fluid flow out as she rubbed herself. “Trinh how often do you masturbate?” “A couple of times a week, I guess, on average,” Trinh said. “How do you masturbate? Tell us.” Ray had started to leer a little bit when he said this. He was looking into her eyes then down at her cunt. Trinh’s pussy was opening up a little, by itself; her hands were still at her sides. “I…” she stuttered a little, “I… well, I use my fingers, mostly. I have a dildo but I don’t use it much.” “Do you ever use a vibrator, Trinh?” “No.” “Do you play with your asshole as well as your pussy, Trinh, when you masturbate?” “Sometimes.” That was a big secret. She’d always pretended to be turned off by the idea of anal sex and anal insertion of any kind the few times it had come up, either when her boyfriend mentioned it or when talking about sex with other girls. But she did sometimes push a finger — or more commonly, the handle of a hairbrush — up inside her tiny little asshole when she rubbed her pussy. “What do you use, I mean, how do you play with your dirty little asshole, Trinh, when you play with it?” “I… I sometimes push a hairbrush handle, you know, inside me back there… it feels really dirty and snug and filled up…” “What sort of fantasies do you have Trinh? When you masturbate? What helps you have the biggest orgasms?” “It’s too private to talk about,” Trinh whispered. “Well Trinh when you start masturbating for us in a few minutes what will be running through that pretty sweet head of yours? Don’t be shy: please tell us.” “I have… a lot of very… you know, very violent fantasies… rape fantasies I guess… I think about that sometimes,” she was barely audible. “Say that again, Trinh, what sort of fantasies?” Ray asked. More loudly she said, “Rape fantasies. Violent and disgusting ones.” “Really Trinh? Why don’t you tell us about one of these rape fantasies of yours while you masturbate for us?” Trinh positioned herself more comfortably on the bed and began rubbing a finger gently in circles around her clit, then sneaking down and playing with her lips, pressing a finger a little way inside her vagina. Starting slowly — but she was already so wet, so hot, so ready. It wouldn’t take much to make her come the first time. “I just you know think about men grabbing me, holding me down, forcing their big cocks into me, into my mouth and cunt and asshole, cocks too big for my body, you know,” this was hard to say, but it was making her pussy throb and itch to say it, “cocks that you know kinda split me open, make me… bleed I guess, huge cocks raping my little body…” “Is that what you’re thinking about now Trinh? Big cocks tearing up your tender little holes…”father son fuck step mom“Yeah,” she said, “a big man forcing his big dirty cock deep inside me, hurting me, making me scream and cry, making me bleed…” She was working her finger hard on her clit now and pressing a finger rapidly in and out of her cunt too, pushing herself, it was making her so hot to talk this way. “More than I can take, just raping me, raping me, forcing me to take his cock…” Her breathing was getting ragged, her pussy was tingling and pulsing and she was getting close, getting close… “Go ahead Trinh, make yourself come, thinking about being raped, hurt by huge cocks, monstrous hard cocks forced inside you, tearing you open…” It didn’t take much more, a couple of quick hard little circles right on her clit and she was coming, squealing and flopping and writhing on the bed, fingers buried deep inside her wetness, her clit just pulsating like it would explode… she lay back and closed her eyes and moaned and moaned, lost in her pleasure, so nice, so intense, rippling through her body in powerful waves, her toes were tingling, mmmmmmm… And then she felt hands grabbing her still quivering body, Ray and the other guy were pinning her down, what was happening? Oh God no, no please, Trinh thought and began to scream. The two men held her. She was kicking fiercely but they were holding her arms immobile and were well out of range of her legs. She was screaming and kicking, wildly snapping at them with her mouth ineffectively between screams. The cameraman was filming the whole thing. One of the men, not Ray, the larger one, Dan was it? straddled Trinh and sat on her, crushing the breath out of her and pinning her to the mattress. She raised her knees as hard as she could, trying to knee him in the small of the back, near his kidneys, but she couldn’t manage much force, not with the man’s body pressing down on her so hard. The man held Trinh’s thin arms together above her head while the Ray began to wrap gray electrical tape tightly around Trinh’s wrists. When Dan leaned forward to pin Trinh’s bound wrists against the headboard, to tape them in place there, Trinh mustered her strength and managed to bite him on the neck, not very hard. He cursed, let go of Trinh’s taped hands for a second, held her head still with one hand, and drove his other fist into her nose. A short quick punch, without that much force behind it, but the pain was surprisingly intense. She was stunned. He drew back his fist again, then paused, opened his hand and slapped her hard. That took some of the fight out of her. She wasn’t struggling much now but she was still screaming, screaming as loud as she could. She was still half-heartedly trying to kick as Ray and Dan spread her legs wide apart, each man securing an ankle to a bedpost. She was really helpless now, spread open and bound, open to whatever these men wanted to do to her. She was crying now, still screaming too, hot tears running down her face as she screamed like a baby. “Let’s shut her up for a bit,” Ray said. He wadded up Trinh’s panties and shoved the wet black cotton mass into her mouth as she screamed, muting her. “Oooh that’s pretty,” the cameraman said, almost involuntarily, as he focused on Trinh’s tear-stained face, so fragile and lovely and helpless, stressed with pain and fear, the black panties crammed roughly into her mouth, which still made muffled little attempts to scream. “Work her tits a little, Dan,” Ray said. The man grinned and obliged, taking Trinh’s hard left nipple between thumb and forefinger and abruptly pinching very hard, and twisting. Trinh’s nipples were tiny and sensitive. She liked them to be pinched, hard; she could never get her boyfriend to do it hard enough. Sometimes when she masturbated, she put clothespins on her nipples and lately she’d taken to putting those little black binder-clips on them — God, they squeezed hard; it was all she could take. But this was much worse. He was pinching and twisting both nipples now, pulling her little tits away from her body, stretching them. Then he was biting her left nipple, God, so hard! He was drawing blood! Chewing hard on her nipple, tearing it like a piece of meat! Trinh closed her eyes, tried to close off her mind somehow, trying even to concentrate on the pain itself so she would not be tormented by fears of what would happen next. Things were just starting, she knew, everything would get so much worse before these men were done with her… so she just tried to focus on the pain itself, the spiky pain in her nipples. She felt something pushing inside her cunt, while the guy continued ripping her nipples with his teeth. It was small, a finger, probably. She tried to tighten up but it was already inside prodding her. It didn’t really hurt though, not like her nipple, which she could feel being scraped raw and lacerated and torn open by Dan’s teeth. All at once Dan stopped biting her; she opened her eyes to see the big dumb brute leering cheerfully at her, his stupid face smeared with her blood. It was sickening. He spat at her and a bit of flesh hit her face along with his bloody saliva. God, he had really bitten the tip of her nipple off! This was so terrible, so awful — she was trying to scream and she tried to look down at her ravaged little breasts, both nipples were badly torn, ragged looking, the left one still bleeding… Ray took his finger out of Trinh’s cunt and Dan lowered his mouth and quickly and expertly found her clit. He gripped it hard between his teeth and began to bite. This was worse, lots worse, that the nipples. She could feel him breaking the delicate skin, it was too much, the pain was too much, oh God, oh God, no, no, no, she was screaming, Ray took the panty gag out and her voice was shrill and piercing, she was screaming “oh please no please God no” over and over again in her high squeaky voice. Dan stopped biting her clit. The pain in her clit slacked off a little, but now she felt her torn nipples again too, her whole body was on fire now, it felt like. She continued to cry and scream. Dan stood next to Trinh’s face and he unbuttoned his pants. He lowered them, then his underwear, and a massive cock, long but mainly thick, the thickest Trinh had ever seen, even in pictures or movies, it was like a beer can almost, was inches from Trinh’s face. She was still fighting, trying to snap at his cock but she couldn’t reach it. Ray said, “It’s just like your fantasies Trinh, isn’t it? Dan’s cock will split your tiny little cunt wide open… oh won’t that make you come so hard Trinh, that big dirty cock just tearing your little open cunt apart?” Trinh was screaming, pleading, “Don’t please don’t, just let me go, please just let me go, I won’t press charges, just let me go…” Ray was laughing. He aimed his camera at Trinh’s face while C.J. got into position to tape the actual insertion, the actual pussy-ripping rape Trinh would soon be forced to endure. Dan stood between Trinh’s legs and without much preparation began to push the swollen head of his cock hard into her pussy. She was fighting still, trying to tighten up and close off her cunt, but it was no use, and her fighting made the pain worse… it was good that she was so wet, at least… she relaxed some and part of his cock slid in more easily. He was so big though, huge, and she could feel his cock stretching her skin, she was crying, but trying not to scream, trying to relax as much as she could, so it wouldn’t hurt so much… “Is she bleeding yet?” Ray asked C.J. “Oh yeah she’s nice and bloody down there, he’s really tearing her up,” C.J. said gleefully, his camera glued to the point of attack. Dan was grunting, straining, and pushing in as hard as he could. “Yes little bitch, take it, take it, little bitch,” he kept saying, almost to himself, as he pummeled Trinh’s helpless tiny pussy. She could feel him stretching her past the breaking point; feel her tender skin beginning to tear, beginning to bleed profusely. It felt like someone was fucking her hard with a baseball bat covered with sandpaper. She could feel the skin chafing–no, ripping open–with every hard thrust. She was screamed out now, just too tired to manage it, but she was sobbing and squealing a little each time her assailant pushed in deep. “I’m close,” Dan said loudly. “Where do you want it?” “Pull out and squirt on her belly. I don’t want it too sloppy in there when I fuck her,” Ray said. Dan pulled his enormous cock out of Trinh so fast she had to gasp, but she felt better — a little better — as soon as he was out of her. Dan leaned forward over her and stroked himself once, and suddenly his cock violently spat out a wave of thick sperm. It squirted out hard, and hit Trinh in the chin, on her neck, and then the little spurts covered her belly and her lower abdomen. A little pool of Dan’s repulsive semen collected in her bellybutton. “Oh God oh sweet fuck,” Dan said, “that’s so good, so good, she’s as tight as a little kid, God, I swear that’s the tightest little cunt I’ve ever been inside, it’s like fucking a ten year old, my God.” He was huffing and puffing and rubbing his softening cock, a little semen still oozing from its peehole. Trinh was in so much pain she was dizzy. It came from everywhere, her nipples, her ear, her cunt, lines of raw unquenchable pain radiating through her body. She was disoriented, very weak; letting out little gasps and sobs from time to time. Ray was taking off his pants. “Take a look, Trinh,” he said, standing beside her and turning her head so she could see his cock up close. It was smaller, a lot smaller than Dan’s, but still, bigger than average. “After having Dan inside you, you probably won’t even feel me,” Ray said, chuckling. Trinh hoped he was right. “Are you ready little bitch?” Ray asked. When Trinh made no response, he spit on her face. “I said ‘are you ready, little bitch?'” This time Trinh managed a little nod. “Good girl,” Ray said.amateur sex photoHe got down between Trinh’s legs and drove himself balls-deep into her cunt with one big thrust. It hurt some, but added to what she was already feeling, it wasn’t really much worse, not at first. “Oh yeah that’s nice,” Ray said, and he began to pump rapidly in and out. There was wetness, from Trinh’s pussy juices and her blood, and she was still pretty stretched out from Dan; Ray was sliding in and out easily, but the raw wounds from the earlier rape came alive with pain on every thrust. Before long it was almost as bad as it had been when Dan was raping her. She tried to close her mind down, to feel nothing, to keep herself separate from the pain, but every time he pushed hard into her, he was rubbing her poor tortured little cunt more and more raw, grinding her flesh almost, she couldn’t keep it from hurting, couldn’t minimize the pain, even in her exhaustion the pain was so intense, so unavoidable. I must be about to die, she kept thinking, I can’t take much more, I can’t, I can’t, I can’t. Too weak to scream steadily, but she was whispering, “I can’t, I can’t, I can’t” as Ray pushed in and pulled out. “Oh God I’m there,” Ray squealed and he pulled his cock out and raised his body up over Trinh and squirted a hot messy pulse of gooey sperm all over her wincing little face. Ray rolled off, panting. “Jesus she’s a hot little whore, that was so good, so tight, even after you split her open,” he said to Dan. “Just like you said, practically like a little kid. What a hot bloody little hole, God damn.” The cameraman was holding the camera with one hand and with the other he unzipped and took his little cock out and rubbed it, aiming for Trinh’s face too, coming hard, shooting his own sour thin semen on top of Ray’s. The three men stood around her, their drooping cocks still dripping. Dan was starting to get stiff again, slowly. Trinh’s eyes were closed; she was holding her breath, trying to make herself lose consciousness. “Oh God Trinh you must be one tired little Ivy League bitch after all that,” Ray said to her in a mock-sweet voice. “You must be very thirsty.” Trinh opened her eyes and Ray immediately spit on her sperm-coated face. “Are you thirsty, little bitch?” Ray asked her. “Yes,” she said softly. “Please let me go now, please.” Ray said, “No baby doll, we aren’t nearly done with you, Trinh. Not at all. But if you’re thirsty, we can fix that. Are you ready, Dan?” Dan nodded. The big man then straddled her chest and pressed his smelly large penis against Trinh’s face. She was still crying quietly. His penis was smeared with her blood and her vaginal fluid –part of the awful smell was her own pussy, her own blood. The penis was sort of semi-hard now and the man kind of slapped it lightly against Trinh’s face, popping the stiffening flesh against her cheek. “Open your mouth, you little slut,” the man said. Trinh parted her lips, trying to prepare herself to have the smelly dirty cock forced deep into her mouth, down her throat. She knew she would gag, probably she would gag over and over again, she might vomit… she didn’t want to do that, didn’t want to risk choking to death… But then the man started urinating! He was pissing in her mouth! The taste was salty and sour and acrid… she tried to let it drool out of her mouth, but the man screamed, “Swallow my piss you fucking bitch! You fucking toilet!” He stopped pissing for a second and smacked her open-handed across the face and Trinh started gulping the foul liquid down. The camera was only about a foot from her face, it was getting a little urine splattered on it, the cameraman was getting a good close up shot of Trinh’s revulsion, of sour salty piss flooding her prissy little mouth, filling her up as she gulped it down. And then the man was aiming his cock at Trinh’s face, at her hair, soaking her pretty little head with his urine. He just kept pissing, more and more of it, dripping all over Trinh, running down her throat. Please stop, please make it stop, Trinh kept saying — praying — to herself, and she was still swallowing, still tasting the man’s pee, the stream was still powerful, she could feel it hitting the back of her throat as the man called her a urinal, a pissy whore, a little toilet bitch. At last he finished. A last few drops of acrid urine fell on to Trinh’s tongue, Dan slapped her face softly and then he got off of her body. “That was just a little appetizer for you, my sweet slut,” Ray said and left the room. 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It was a week before Xmas, and the gang down at work was having a gift exchange. The rules of the gift exchange where simple, no gifts over $10, and all gifts could not be sex-specific. However, since most of my co-workers are women, most of the gifts were feminine. After the gifts where picked, and all said and done, I ended up with some bath and body shower set. Everyone poked and made fun, but I said fuck it and kept my gift. On the way home from work I was trying to decide what I could do with my new found “Body Wash.” I thought of maybe a re-gift, or maybe just giving it to my sister of something. I decided on the latter. When I arrived home I went inside and tossed my keys on the table. I looked around and noticed no one was home. I figured everyone was out Xmas shopping, and decided to grab some dinner. After I was done eating, my sister came strolling through the door. “Hey, what’s up?” I said. “Nothing much, you?” she replied. “Same.” About that time she walked over to the table and picked up the shower kit. “You forget to wrap one of my gifts?!” she said excitedly. “Uh, no.” “Well then who is it for?” I turned around, and saw what she was talking about. “Oh that? I was planing on giving it to mom.” “What!” she exclaimed. “Why did you want it?” She gave me this open jawed look, like I had just slapped her face. “You know I love this kinda of stuff! Come on! Is it for me or not?” she said put her hands to her hip. I smiled and thought about what I could make her do for it. The thought of her doing dishes or cleaning the house in general entered my mind, but then I started thinking about her on her knees sucking my cock. Yes, there she was making long strokes with her hand, bobbing her head up and down, licking the end of my… “Hello! Are you here?” my sister said interrupting my fantasy. “Yeah I am here, I was just thinking.” “About what?” “Well, since you seem so eager to have this shower crap I was thinking of what I could get you to do for it.” “Oh! Please I really want it, and besides what are you going to use it for? You going to jerk off with it in the shower?” After she said it, she put her hand to her mouth thinking she went to far. I eased her fear and smiled at her. “Well you know that doesn’t sound to bad! I think I might go do that right now,” I said marching down the hall to the bathroom. “No don’t!” “Why not? It was your idea.” “Please I really want it!” she said, practically on her knees. Again the vision of her sucking me off entered my head. I starred down at her lips letting my gaze go down to her chest where to very firm B cup sized tits moved up and down. It was getting to be too much. My face flustered and my dick pushed at my jeans. The thought of jerking off in the shower was weighing on my mind, but then I decided to be bold. “If you want it so badly sis, why don’t you join me?” I said. She didn’t answer at first, she just looked at me mouth closed, as if she was pondering the act in her mind. She looked down at my crotch seeing my very visible hard-on. She looked back at me and her face grew red. “I… don’t…” she said mumbled under her breath. “What?! It’s not like we haven’t seen each other naked before.” She looked at me again and shrugged her shoulders. “Okay I will, but no touching,” she said pointing a finger at my bulge. “Okay, lets go then.”shower sex storiesWith that we both stepped into the bathroom together and locked the door. We then very awkwardly began taking off our clothes. My sister turned to the side, facing the full-length mirror. While I stood in front of the shower facing my sister. I went first, removing my belt, followed by socks and my shirt. My sister-followed suit first removing her shoes then her socks. I stood for a moment drinking in my lil’ sister with my eyes. Yes we have seen each other naked, but not to this degree. As I was starring at her, she removed her shirt of her head, followed by her jeans. She looked over at me and smiled. “What are you waiting for? Start the water and get naked!” my sister said moving her hands behind her back. I agreed and opened the shower curtain, and began running the water until it was warm. I turned around and saw my lil’ sister bending over and removing her panty’s. I closed my eyes and reopened them, hoping that this was not a dream. I finished taking my clothes off and check the water, it was warm enough. I turned to tell my sister, but she was right behind me. “Is it ready?” she asked sweetly. “Yup, go ahead and get in.” She obeyed and climbed into the shower. This was the first time I was treated to a full, close-up view of my sister. I climbed in behind her and began rinsing my body. But I had to get very close to my sister just to get enough water. As I got closer my dick, which was ready to go, bumped against her ass checks. “Hey. I said no touching,” my sister said while pushing me back. “Sorry, I am just really turned on.” She smiled and reached for the body wash. She opened the cap and began filling her hand with it. She motioned for me to take some and I put my hand out, trying not to stick my dick in her ass again. After she squeezed a very generous hand full into my hand, she put the bottle down and began run the soapy mixture on her body starting at her stomach and working outward in a circle. The sent of Camille filled the air as we soaped up our bodies. I pumped my dick and watched my lil’ sister as soaped up her legs, her chest, and her ass checks. She turned around looked down at my ” activities.” “Well I bet your dick has never felt like this,” she said soaping up her arms. “Almost never, I have some lotion in my room, it doesn’t smell as good but it’s the same effect.” She laughed and motioned for me to switch places with her. I stepped into the main spray of the shower and began washing away the body wash. I cupped my hands and splashed water on my face, as I did I felt my sister’s tits press into my back. I looked over my shoulder to see my sister with the biggest smile I had ever seen. “Wow! You really held out. I thought for sure you where going to fondle my tits, or at the least come on me,” she said whilst wrapping her arms around my waist. “Well I must admit..” I tried to finish but she put a finger to my lip. She then reached down and began stroking my dick. I groaned as she pulled on my very hard dick, all the while rubbing her legs against mine. I reached around felt her ass. She giggled and turned me around. “You like?” she said pulling at both her nipples. “Hell yeah!” With that I moved my hands to her tits. She let out a short scream. I stopped and looked down to see that my dick had just passed below her pussy, but close enough to touch her lips. We looked at each other for what felt like an eternity. “Do it!” she said, flashing me a smile. I didn’t hesitate. I took my dick and guided into her tight pussy. I plunged again and again into her most taboo pussy, as she wrapped a leg around me moaning over and over. It wasn’t long before I knew I was going to come. I pulled out, and just when she was about to protest I and pumped my dick and shot stream after stream of cum onto her tits, and stomach. I looked down at my dick, squeezing out the last few drops. My sister then got onto her knees and cleaned off my dick. Hope you enjoyed, as always pics and comments welcome.

I need to put my mind at ease, somehow, yet my current situation seems to prohibit any kind of mercy.…

Martin was on the computer when Laura got home from work. In fact, he was usually on the computer whenever he wasn’t sleeping or working. He turned his chair toward her as she walked in the door. “Hi,” he said. “How was your day?” “Same old stuff,” she replied, settling into the chair beside him. “Nothing but paperwork.” “Well, I have some news,” he announced with a grin. “The motor home is ours. We can pick it up next week.” “Great!” Laura exclaimed. “Where should we go first?” “Let’s decide that after we get it home,” he giggled. “I can hardly wait,” was her reply. “Remember your R.V. fantasy?” He teased. “We’re one step closer to making it a reality.” “Yeah, all we need are five more guys,” she teased back. Martin got up from his chair and walked around behind her. He reached down and began unbuttoning her top as he gently kissed the top of her head. His hands soon found her full breasts, still neatly tucked inside a black lace bra. “You know this makes me crazy,” she moaned. “I’m counting on it,” he said. His fingers worked the clasp of her bra, and her breasts were freed. His palms gently grazed her rapidly stiffening nipples. Another quiet moan escaped her lips as he cupped her inviting orbs. He let go just long enough to move around to the front of her chair. Then he got down on his knees and took a nipple between his lips. Laura’s hands played through his hair, as she gently pulled his face closer. Martin’s hands found the button of her skirt as he released the nipple from his mouth, only to move to the other and quickly suck it between his lips. Suddenly, she pushed him away and stood up. Giving him an evil grin, she said, “Hurry up and take me to bed, I want you to fuck me good.” With that, she ran down the hall giggling, he was not far behind her. The following Monday found them at the R.V. lot, picking up the title, registration, and most importantly, the keys to their new 28-foot motor home. They were soon on their way back home. Laura explored the R.V. as Martin drove down the freeway. She found the bathroom surprisingly roomy. The galley was laid out to her liking. Her favorite part of the entire thing, however, was a pillowy soft queen-sized bed all the way to the rear. A pair of captain’s chairs sat behind the passenger seat, and a small sofa sat behind the driver’s. Laura slid into the passenger seat beside Martin. “They fit a queen-sized bed into that bedroom,” she said to him. “I know, that’s why we picked this one, remember?” “I still don’t believe it though. I can’t wait to get it home and add our personal touches to it.”She said. She reached up and began unbuttoning her blouse. “We need to christen it properly,” she added with a smile. Her blouse flew toward the back of the R.V. Her brassiere soon followed. Laura slid out of her shorts and her seat at the same time, and made her way over to Martin. Placing her hand at his now bulging crotch, she asked, “Hasn’t this prisoner served enough time in solitary confinement?” “He’s about due for an early release,” Martin replied. “Let me get him out of his cell, then we’ll see just how early of a release we get.” As soon as she had his zipper down, her mouth covered his swollen erection. She took him deep into her throat, as he continued to try to concentrate on the road. He was failing miserably. “You better save this for later,” he said with a laugh, “I don’t want to have an accident.” Reluctantly, Laura released her hold on his throbbing cock. She kissed it before tucking it back into Martin’s pants. “Ok, but you owe me,” she giggled, returning to her seat. Laura made no move to retrieve her clothes, preferring instead to enjoy the sun on her lithe body. She placed her feet up on the dash, and closed her eyes. Laura awoke to Martin’s voice, “Time to get dressed, unless you want to give the neighbors a show.” Laura stretched, catlike, in her chair, then went to retrieve her clothes. “Nope, it’s time to collect,” was her sleepy reply. She pushed Martin back into the driver’s seat, and unzipped him again. “Now, where was I?” she said just before she again swallowed his growing erection . . . Two weeks later, Martin was hanging up the phone, as Laura sleepily made her way, nude, from their bedroom. “Who was that?” she asked between yawns. “That was John, he wanted to know if we were ready to break in the motor home,” Martin said. “It seems our little discussion with him last week planted a seed in his evil brain.” Laura’s eyes flew open immediately. “That John?” “That John,” he replied, “It seems a few of his buddies from the neighborhood would love to take a trip to the Grand Canyon.” Laura stood in the living room, hands on her hips. “How many buddies are we talking about?” “Six,” Martin said, moving to take her in his arms, “Aged 17 to 35. The youngest is his neighbor’s boy.” “That cute blond kid?” asked Laura, as Martin’s hand cupped her breast. “That’s the one,” Martin replied just before he moved his head down to take a nipple between his lips. Laura moaned at the sensation. “Seventeen,” she breathed. “Sounds like I’ll be breaking him in too.” “Sounds like it,” Martin said as Laura led him back down the hall to the bedroom. “Let’s get this show on the road!” said John, as they all piled into the motor home. The last few weeks had been spent getting everyone’s schedule arranged. A two-week vacation isn’t an easy thing to plan. It’s especially tough if you’re talking about seven different work schedules. They were finally on their way. Martin pulled away from the curb to a loud chorus of “Woo Hoos” and “Hurrays.” Martin drove, with Mike beside him, navigating. Laura made herself comfortable on the sofa with John. Doug and Bob took the galley table, while Joe, the 17 year old, and David, his 19-year-old brother, occupied the captain’s chairs. Everyone had finally settled down by the time they had gotten on the freeway. Quiet conversations soon replaced the raucous cheering. Martin and Mike concentrated on the road ahead, while Laura set about entertaining the passengers in the back. Drinks were soon passed around, while Laura got up to put a movie in the VCR and turn on the overhead T.V. Martin felt Laura brush him as she reached up to turn on the T.V. He turned to see if she could reach, and saw that some how, since they had gotten in the R.V., her bra had disappeared. She smiled down at him, as she turned to go back to the sofa. It was a beautiful day to travel. The sun shown brightly, and traffic was minimal. It was going to be another warm, glorious day in Nevada. Martin soon heard the sound of the air- conditioning being turned on behind him. The sound of the air conditioner tended to drown out most of the conversation behind him, so he chatted with Mike as he drove. About two hours into the trip, the air conditioner was turned off. Martin could then hear everything once again. What he heard were the unmistakable sounds of heavy breathing, coming from the sofa behind him. Mike heard it at about the same time, and spun around in his chair to see what was happening. There was Laura, on the sofa in a deep kiss with John. Her top was opened to reveal her heavy breasts to everyone. Her denim cut-offs were unbuttoned, and Doug was in the process of sliding them down over her hips. The shorts soon found themselves on the floor. Mike looked over at Martin for his reaction. Martin was grinning from ear to ear. “Do you know what’s going on back there?” Mike asked. “I have a pretty good idea,” Martin replied.sex party“You don’t seem to be surprised,” commented Mike. “The only thing that surprises me is that she waited this long,” Martin laughed. Mike turned again to see what was going on behind them. Doug’s face was buried between Laura’s spread thighs, while Laura was busily taking John’s pants down to get to his erection. Her lips parted, and she soon engulfed his organ, as Doug continued his assault on her pussy. Martin glanced over his shoulder to see Joe and David staring in amazement. Joe looked to be on the verge of panic. David looked to be on the verge of orgasm. His eyes were riveted to Laura. He watched her slowly draw John’s erection out from between her lips. Her tongue flicked the rubbery head, lapping at the pre-cum drooling from the tip. She then swallowed it again, taking John deep into her mouth. All the while, Doug lapped hungrily at her soaked pussy. Martin returned to driving. He looked over at Mike with a smile. “It’s going to be a wild trip,” Martin commented. “We haven’t gone 200 miles.” Mike glanced over at Martin, but his mind was elsewhere. He openly stared at the writhing threesome on the sofa. Laura was stroking John’s erection rapidly between her lips. His hips were thrusting back and forth. Suddenly he erupted in Laura’s mouth. Laura drew his cock deep into her mouth and greedily swallowed everything he had to offer. Her throat muscles worked visibly to control the flood of John’s ejaculation. Mike unzipped his pants, and withdrew his erection. He openly stroked its length as he watched Laura remove the now flaccid member from between her lips. She kissed it gently, and looked up at Mike. She smiled sweetly, then looked over at the youngsters watching from their chairs. “It’s ok to touch me,” she said, “I won’t bite you . . . unless that’s what you like.” She added with a giggle. That was all the encouragement David needed. He quickly got up and knelt in front of Laura. He slowly reached out and cupped her breast. It felt soft and warm to his touch. He bent forward and took the nipple between his lips. Laura cooed aloud. She was obviously enjoying the feel of the firm hands on her body. The combined sensations of the lips tugging her ripe nipple and Doug’s tireless tongue strumming her clitoris were sending her higher and higher. She felt the tongue slide deep into her soaked opening, only to pull out rapidly and return to her swollen clitoris. Her labia were heavy and distended. Doug took them between his lips as his tongue again buried itself deep within her. John got up and motioned for Mike to give him his seat. Mike quickly complied, and took the seat David had just left. John looked over at Martin and smiled. “She’s got her work cut out for her. Doug’s been waiting for this for a long time.” “Laura can handle him,” Martin replied confidently. “We’ve got two whole weeks.” “Even she won’t be able to handle all of us for two weeks nonstop,” John said, shaking his head. “Maybe not,” replied Martin. He turned his head to look at the scene unfolding behind him, then looked back to John. “But she’ll wear as many of us out as she can trying.” David released Laura’s stiff nipple from the gentle grasp of his lips. He looked up at Laura, leaned forward, and kissed her deeply. Their tongues chased each other, as his hands explored her full breasts. Doug pulled away from Laura’s drenched pussy. He stood up long enough to drop his pants, then crawl back in between her wide spread legs. His erection pressed gently against her throbbing clitoris. Laura’s hips began an involuntary undulation when she felt the warm, firm member slip between her lips. The head slid back and forth across the tip of her clitoris, sending tiny jolts of electricity through her sex. Laura broke the kiss with David. “Give me your cocks, both of you,” she said in a husky voice. David almost jumped up and ripped his pants off in his eagerness to comply. Doug used a little more finesse. He slowly guided the head of his erection to the entrance of her fiery pussy. He allowed the tip to tease her opening in tiny circles. Laura’s hips twitched beneath him. Finally, he eased himself inside her. In one long, smooth stroke, he gently, yet firmly, fed his entire length into her. Laura moaned deeply as she felt him fill her completely. She closed her eyes and concentrated on the erection deep within her. Her pelvis lifted as she pressed herself firmly against Doug’s abdomen in an attempt to get even more of him inside her. Doug held perfectly still, his body pressed firmly against hers. He flexed his pelvic muscles slowly, causing his penis to throb deep within her. He began to slowly withdraw from her. Her labia gripped his shaft as it slipped between them. He pressed forward once more, once again driving in to the hilt. David stroked his own hard erection while he watched Doug filling Laura’s throbbing sex. Gradually he moved forward, as Doug and Laura began a slow, steady fuck. David’s hard cock gently grazed her cheek, causing her to open her eyes. Seeing his erection just inches from her face, she reached out with her tongue and brushed it over the head. Pre cum drooled from the tip of the young man’s hardness. David’s enthusiasm got the better of him, and he pressed his erection against her lips. Laura smiled a bit, then formed her lips into an inviting oval to receive him. David didn’t hesitate. He slipped his erection into her hot mouth, groaning as he did. Doug’s hips rocked forward into her repeatedly, never taking his hardness more than halfway out of her. The tip of his penis glanced off of her cervix, sending thrills up her spine. Doug watched David slipping his hard cock into Laura’s mouth and smiled to himself at the young man’s impatience. David thrust into Laura’s mouth rapidly. Laura held his erection with one hand to keep him from plunging too deep. She felt his erection grow and knew he was close to cumming. She didn’t even try to stop him. David exploded. His ejaculation burst forward down Laura’s throat. She took everything he gave, swallowing quickly to keep up. Her nostrils flared as she gulped what must have been six months worth of his pent up seed. With a final groan, David seemed to simply collapse in front of Laura. He rolled onto his back, spread eagle, in the middle of the floor, eliciting some quiet laughter from the other men. Doug increased his tempo. Whether he wanted to admit it or not, David’s rather quick blow job had excited him. His tool delved deeper within Laura’s slippery pussy. Laura’s hips rocked to match his increasing rhythm. She reached for his buttocks. Feeling his muscles flexing as he thrust sent a thrill through her. Laura’s eyes closed as she concentrated on the feelings Doug’s throbbing cock sent through her. The thick shaft rubbed her hot clitoris firmly, lubricated by their combined juices. Her breathing became irregular and her face flushed. Suddenly the stars exploded. Laura wailed aloud as Doug drove his cock into her. Her pelvic muscles convulsed and lights danced in her brain. Her entire body was wracked by spasms.porn imageLaura’s gut wrenching orgasm quickly sent Doug over the top as well. He began rapidly thrusting his cock in and out of her convulsing pussy. Suddenly he exploded deep within her steaming vagina. Doug froze as his orgasm overtook him. His erection throbbed within Laura, pumping his load deep inside her. Laura thrilled at the pulsing erection filling her with hot semen. Her own orgasm was subsiding, but the feeling of his shaft throbbing within the tight muscles at her entrance sent tiny electric shocks through her excited sex. Rather than collapsing, Doug slowly lowered his body on top of hers. His buttocks twitched as the last vestiges of his orgasm washed through him. They slowly drifted off sleep. Laura awoke minutes later with a slight whimper as she felt Doug’s flaccid cock withdraw from her. “That felt so good,” she commented as she sat up. Doug sat down beside her and put his arm around her as she leaned against him. He instinctively cupped one breast when she lay back against his chest. Her hand covered his, holding it firmly against her. She briefly ran the fingers of her other hand through her now matted pubic hair. “Looks like I need a shower,” she commented. She looked directly into Joe’s eyes. “Would you like to wash my back?” Joe sat in stunned silence. Nothing like this had ever happened to him before. Laura was counting on that. “Sure,” he finally croaked, staring at her drenched and matted pussy. Laura stood up and approached the youth. She took both hands in hers and helped him out of his chair. She looked down at the huge bulge in his shorts and smiled. Grasping his erection through the material, she looked up and into his eyes. “I want to feel this inside me,” she softly said. “Let’s go get me cleaned up for you.” They slowly made their way to the small bathroom toward the rear of the motor home. Martin smiled to himself as he pulled the motor home off the highway and into a rest area. “That’s funny,” he said. “I got a full bathroom here, and I still have to pull into a rest area to piss.” The other men laughed with him. Martin wheeled the R.V. into a parking space, and turned off the engine. He climbed out of his chair and headed for the side door. He stopped and listened to the water running in the tiny shower. “Can they both fit in the shower?” Mike asked. “She’ll find a way,” Martin grinned. The water shut off just before Martin, John, Doug, and Bob re entered the motor home. They returned just in time to see Laura lead a now nude Joe into the bedroom. Martin hesitated only a second before following them. He stopped in the doorway and watched the action unfold before him. Laura was lying on her back in the center of the bed. Joe was propped up on one elbow, lying on his side with his back to the door. His hand was slowly traveling down Laura’s flat tummy, gently stroking it. “That’s right,” Laura was softly saying, “nice and slow.” Joe’s fingertips brushed her pubic hair, causing her hips to lift slightly. His hands then traveled up her body toward her full bosom. “Gently,” Laura told him. “Don’t pinch the nipple too hard.” He held her breast in his hand, then leaned forward to take the firm nipple into his mouth. “That’s it, nice and gentle,” Laura cooed. She looked up at Martin and smiled. A quick wink from her told him that she was indeed enjoying teaching the teenager how she liked to be made love to. The fact that Martin was standing there watching the whole thing added an extra amount of excitement to the situation. Joe rolled forward and climbed between Laura’s thighs, not letting go of the nipple he still held between his lips. He felt Laura’s soft, still damp bush pressing against his stomach. “Kiss my tummy,” Laura directed. Reluctantly, Joe released her nipple from his mouth. Laura ran her fingers through his wet hair as he looked up at her. She looked into his deep blue eyes and guided his head to her flat stomach. Her tummy muscles quivered at the first gentle contact of his lips. His tongue flicked out from between them as he kissed around her navel. Her hips lifted again, rubbing her pubic mound against the flat of his young, almost hairless chest. “A little lower,” she gently directed as she guided his head. Joe shifted his body a bit lower on the bed and brought his lips to her tummy just below her navel. His erection throbbed almost painfully. He felt the silky hair of her sex brushing against the base of his neck. He could faintly smell the scent of her excited sex. His cock throbbed even more in his growing excitement. His lips slowly traced a trail down toward her curly patch. He shifted his body once more, and suddenly her sex was completely revealed to him. He looked up and gazed deep into her eyes, hesitating to do anything on his own. “Kiss it,” Laura whispered. “Kiss my pussy.” Joe looked at her soaked sex in fascination. Never in his young life had he been this close to the real thing. Her scent was pungent, but exciting. He breathed it in deeply. He looked uncertain, briefly, then slowly lowered his mouth to her excited pussy. Laura let out a slight gasp as his lips made contact with her engorged labia. The feel of his hairless, baby soft cheeks against her thighs was a new feeling for her as well. She was used to the slight stubble all men who shaved seem to have. The slick, soft feeling of his skin against hers thrilled her even more than she had imagined. His kisses seemed hesitant at first, then, as he relaxed, more confident. He slowly touched the labia with his tongue, tasting a woman for the first time. He marveled at the tangy sweet flavor of her sex. He began to slowly explore her with his tongue. “Ohhh, yesss.” Laura breathed. Her fingers ran through his hair as she cradled his head in her hands. Her hips undulated. Slowly, she began to guide his head to where she wanted it. “Feel that bump right there toward the top?” She didn’t give him a chance to answer. “Lick right there.” Joe was building confidence. Laura’s gentle direction was a big help. To be honest, he had been scared to death when she had led him into the cramped bathroom. He was past the fear now, he was ready to become a man. Laura’s hips rocked in a gentle tempo, keeping time with Joe’s tongue. The boy was a fast learner, she thought to herself. She shuddered as Joe slipped a little bit off target, and his tongue briefly slid past her entrance. That was enough for her, it was time for the next lesson. “Come here,” she breathed, guiding his head away from her excited pussy. “I want you inside me now.” Joe looked into her eyes as he climbed back up her body. She reached down and took his erection in her hand as he moved into position. He felt the tip of his cock part her labia. An undescribable warmth suddenly enveloped him as she guided his virgin cock into her soaked pussy. Joe kept stone still, his throbbing hard on firmly planted inside of a woman for the first time. He dared not move for fear he would lose his load immediately. Laura looked deep into his eyes and seemed to read his mind. “It’s ok if you cum, we’ll have plenty of time for seconds.” Laura’s hips began to slowly grind against his pelvis. His cock stirred within her. He began to slowly pump his hips, keeping time with her undulations. Soon he was plunging deep inside her, frantically thrusting his erection in to the hilt. He drove into her deep and exploded. A guttural cry came from him as he unleashed his load deep into her. She pulled him down to her and kissed him deeply as he emptied himself into her tight pussy. She grabbed his buttocks and ground her pelvis into him, searching for her own orgasm. His cock stayed rock hard as she rode him. His still erupting cock pulsed and throbbed deep within her. Her breathing became more ragged with each stroke. Suddenly he felt her pussy clamp down hard on his erection. She erupted in orgasm beneath him. Her hips bucked wildly. Her face and chest turned a deep crimson as she came. He quickly recovered from his own orgasm, and started thrusting his hips as he had seen Doug do earlier. Laura was wailing at the top of her lungs. Her hips thrashed around the bed as he pounded into her hungry pussy. His excitement rose again. He soon joined her in the throes of orgasm, filling her with a second load of his seed. Slowly they both came back down from their sexual high. They kissed deeply as they lie still. He slowly regained a bit of his senses, and raised himself up onto his elbows, looking her deep in the eyes. A wide grin slowly appeared on both of their faces as the bedroom doorway suddenly erupted in applause. Joe rolled off of Laura and laid down beside her. He reached over and held her hand in his. They both drifted off to sleep as the felt the engine start, and the R.V. begin moving once again. Hours later, the merry band had found a campsite for the night. The guys had voted. Laura would remain nude for the remainder of the trip, unless she had to get out of the R.V. where someone might object. Laura had not objected. In fact, she had planned it that way all along. She hummed to herself in the galley as she got some dinner together for everyone. The guys carried on conversation in the living/dining area. Martin came into the galley and wrapped his arms around her. “Need any help?” he asked as he pressed his crotch into the cleft of her buttocks. “Hmmmm,” she said. “Feels like someone needs some help.” Martin reached up and held her pendulous breasts. Laura bent forward a bit, pushing herself firmer against his growing erection. “This is only day one, remember?” he asked. Reaching down to unzip his pants, Laura said, “Shut up and fuck me.”sexGrinning, Martin pushed Laura forward. She grabbed hold of the counter as Martin slid his erection deep into her from behind. Conversations stopped in mid sentence as Laura hissed between her teeth. Martin held her hips and thrust deep into her repeatedly. Watching her with Joe earlier had excited him more than he had expected. Laura’s knees quivered under Martin’s pounding thrusts. She seldom orgasmed in this position, but she loved the feel of his thrusts deep into her pussy. He was really working her over good this time, she thought. “Bring her over here.” Mike said. Martin looked toward the voice to see that the rest of the guys had dropped the dinette table down to make a bed. He slowed to a stop, and withdrew. Laura almost ran over to the dinette bed and got on all fours near the edge. Martin was right behind her, and quickly plunged his hard on back into his wife. Bob moved into position in front of Laura and dropped his shorts. Laura quickly took his growing erection into her mouth. Martin pumped his cock deep into Laura one last time and exploded. He held her hips tight and leaned deep into her as he filled her with his pent up load. A loud satisfied groan escaped his lips as he finally found release. Slowly, he let up his pressure on her hips and withdrew his cock. Laura rolled over onto her back, releasing Bob’s now raging erection as she rolled. “Ok guys, fuck me good now,” she said looking at the crowd around her, “All of you, fuck me.” Bob was first to comply. He got up on the makeshift bed and drove his hard cock into her to the hilt with one thrust. She moaned loudly as Bob pumped himself into her soaked pussy. She opened her eyes to see Mike’s cock in close range. Laura opened her mouth and took Mike’s hardening cock deep into her throat. The rhythm of Bob’s thrusts did all the work for her. She simply held it between her lips and let the thrusts do the rest. She felt another erection being pressed into her hand. She wrapped her fist around it and began stroking it. This was what she had been hoping for; a total gang-bang. Bob’s thrusts quickened. Suddenly Laura felt him throb deep within her as he shot his load deep inside her. Bob’s penis danced within her clutching pussy as he growled out his orgasm. He quickly withdrew and made room for whoever wanted to be next. Mike took this as his cue. He pulled his hard cock out of Laura’s mouth and crawled over her. He too plunged deep into her on the first stroke. His thrusts were short and rapid. His thick cock stretched Laura’s pussy wide as he wildly fucked into her. The R.V. rocked wildly as the group repeatedly pounded into her. Laura was in an almost constant state of orgasm. Mike filled her with his semen. Doug rolled her over onto all fours and took her doggy style again. This only heightened her excitement. David thrust into her mouth as Doug added his sperm to her sodden pussy. Laura rolled back over after Doug withdrew, and took David into her pussy for the first time. His penis was long and a bit thinner than Mike’s, but it reached places the others hadn’t touched. His thrusts were slower, but filled with power. The lust-filled woman came deeply as his tool delved inside her. David lasted a surprisingly long time, but he too soon added his load to Laura’s overflowing vagina. Joe held back, still a bit unsure of himself. His cock was as hard as steel. Laura looked up at him. “Come on Joe, finish me off, please? I want you to fuck me again.” That seemed to be what he was waiting for. Joe quickly mounted her and fucked her hard and fast. Martin came closer and put his recovering cock into her mouth. Laura was in heaven. Joe’s smooth hard cock filled her nicely. His shaft stayed in constant contact with her clitoris. The added stimulation of Martin’s erection between her lips was too much for her. She came fast and hard. Spasms wracked her tortured body. Her thrashing was all Martin could take. He thrust forward and emptied his second load deep into her throat. Joe kept plunging his erection deep into Laura’s spasming sex. Her muscles gripped his shaft as he kept his steady rhythm, his face a mask of concentration. Soon, he too couldn’t hold back, and exploded deep into her belly. Martin’s softening penis fell out of Laura’s mouth as she wailed out loud. Her orgasm seemed never ending. Her body convulsed beneath Joe’s heaving abdomen. They both seemed to collapse together. Silence suddenly filled the motor home. The only audible sound was that of Laura’s heavy breathing. Martin sat down next to Laura’s inert body. He reached out to softly stroke her tortured body. She stirred and softly moaned. “Are you ok?” he asked with a grin, knowing what her answer would be. “Mmmmmm,” she replied, “I’m melted.” She slowly opened her eyes and looked at the group gathered around her. “Are you guys ready for round two?” she asked with a tired, impish grin. “Relax baby,” Martin chuckled, “We have two whole weeks yet.” “Yeahhhhhh,” was Laura’s reply as she drifted off to sleep. “Two whole weeks.” To be continued . . .