Her tongue now played over the rim of Moon's asshole. Rimmed with dark, curly hair of an extraordinary fineness, the small opening attracted her tongue like a magnet. She tried to ram her tongue into the very mouth of his ass.
She ignored the myriad flavors that assaulted her tastebuds as she rimmed him, flavors redolent of things that set her aflame with desire, and concentrated on forcing her tongue deeper into his asshole.
"I'm fucking a man with my tongue!" she thought to herself as she stiffened her tongue and tried to gouge it farther into the ripe opening. "It's just like he was doing it to me; I'm doing something to him that he can do to me!" Her hands did not ignore the rapidly hardening prick, however. She grasped him firmly in her fingers, rubbing his cock against her throat in an effort to excite herself. She was so fully aware of his prick and what she was doing to his asshole that she did not even feel his tongue gliding back and forth in her moist, slippery furrow. Moon secured her wholehearted attention by jabbing a finger, thoughtfully moistened in that same crevice, into her asshole. She threw up her head abruptly, uttering a strangled oath when she felt his finger probe deep into her own bowel.
"Agghh!" she cried, writhing in sensual agony as the finger radiated sexual delight through her rear. "Do it, do it, do it!"
Moon chuckled at that and removed his finger; he had sought only to disrupt her concentration on him and to prepare her for another round of teasing torment.
"Fingerfuck my ass, baby, run your finger in it and give me an ass job," he ordered. "You can pretend your finger's a cock and I'm a faggot!" Utterly helpless before the stern power of his will, she complied. His asshole was already slippery, due to the activity of her tongue, and her middle finger slipped easily into place. Linda felt another wave of sensuality slip over her as she watched her finger enter his body; the thought struck her that this was exactly what her own asshole looked like as it was being punctured by a finger. In a way, she thought, it was like watching herself being subjected to the lewdest kind of caresses and this thought also made her even more excited.
"Don't forget the cock," he reminded her. "Go down on it, you bitch, run it all the way in!"
She did so but was quickly distracted by the way Moon tongued and bit her own throbbing wound. He plastered his mouth against her pussy and sucked in a mouthful of her most intimate flesh, then began gnawing roughly at the tingling lips. His teeth crushed the lips of her pussy, mangled her clitoris, and excited her to the utmost. She rolled and ground her hips aimlessly, pulling against the inexorable pressure of his lips and teeth; the added stimulation was immense and she was forced to lift her mouth off his cock and cry out for relief.
"Fuck it deep!!" she pleaded, tossing her head from side to side and snuggling against Moon's mouth in an effort to coax him into doing her bidding. "Oh, tongue-fuck me, do it to me!"
He dug his finger into her asshole again, giving her another and different kind of pleasure, then tensed his tongue and shot it deep. It rubbed against the rim of her cunt, bringing squeals of delight to her lips, and slithered into the honeyed opening. He drove his tongue as deep into her cunt as it would go and then removed it. Again he thrust it home, only to withdraw it; he repeated the in-and-out motion over and over until she was shaking from head to foot. The orgasmic shocks rippled cleanly through her body and brought cries of agonized delight to her lips. She held herself up on her extended arms, tense and responsive, as he continued to drive his stiff tongue in and out of her convulsively grasping cunt. Her clitoris was mashed against his chin; the stubble of his day-old whiskers scraped her cruelly but she felt nothing more than a massive fog of orgiastic pleasure spreading outward from the throbbing cone of femininity.
Moon sucked eagerly at the cascade of cunty oils released by her tumultuous climax and heated to almost a boil by her extended arousal. She remained on him for several minutes, enjoying the last flickers of feeling, then gently lowered herself down until she was prostrate on his belly. His prick rested against her lips but she could not find the energy she needed to resume sucking it.
"What a way to come!" she marveled in a low, husky whisper. "Oh, baby, I thought I was going to cream forever! Did you like it? Do you still like the taste of my cunt? Did I come enough for you?"
"It was okay," Moon replied. "But I thought you were going to suck me off too."
"I was trying," she murmured, now aware that she had forgotten all about his cock, 'Taut when I started coming I couldn't do anything; I didn't even know you had a prick! That's how much you were fucking me; you just drove it out of my prick-loving mind! But don't worry, honey, I'll suck it for you; I'll suck that cock till it can't stand up at all!"
"I know you will," he told her, "but that can wait for a while. Why don't you try something else first? Carol's in the next room; she's got a little dingus she wants to try on you. She'd like to see what it's like to fuck a girl, so why don't you give her a chance?"
"Anything," Linda promised. "You know I'll do anything for you!"
Carol appeared on command; it was almost as he she had been listening through the closed door. Linda looked up and stiffened in horror: the girl carried a brutally large dildo, a knobby, thick tool made of rubber, and she was coming forward with a look of erotic excitement on her face.
"She's not going to... not with that!" Linda moaned, shrinking back as her eyes remained glued to the massive tool.
"Sure, it'll feel just like a cock," Moon told her. "See, she's strapping it on now and it fits right where a cock oughtta be. Come on, baby, roll over and let her hump it to you dog fashion. You can suck my dick while she's fucking you, if you like."
That reward alone made it possible for Linda to submit to the humiliation of being skewered by the wicked-looking tool that now jutted out from Carol's pussy. It was easily as large as Moon's prick and had the additional feature of being thickly crusted with wartlike projections. Linda shuddered with apprehension when she imagined what that obscenely shaped tool would do to her cunt.
"Don't worry about it," Carol advised her as she knelt behind her rump. "The bumps aren't all that hard; they won't scratch. And girls always have a lot of stretch in their cunts anyway. Hell, I've been fucking myself with this all morning!"
Linda concentrated fiercely upon the prick Moon placed below her lips but she could not ignore the fact that her pussy was being stretched to the utmost by the tremendous tool attached to Carol. She felt it with acuteness, even the warts, and felt a flood of revulsion sweep over her. She did not understand the reason Moon and Sky delighted in forcing her to perform these obscene, unnatural acts with other girls and she hated herself for even the small twinges of pleasure she felt when doing them. She understood, though, that it was necessary to submit to them if she were going to continue to have free access to the pricks she had grown to love and need with such desperate urgency. That understanding alone was enough to ensure her acquiescence and thus she fought down the urge to resist when Carol shoved the dildo into her cunt.
Fortunately Moon's prick was exciting enough, and her cunt was disciplined enough, for her to become less aware of Carol's obscene actions. She found herself devoting herself more and more to Moon's prick and soon she was so engrossed in bringing him to a climax that she thought of nothing else. Her hands roamed over his loins, stroking the prick and fondling the ballsóand even venturing down to toy with his asshole. Moon enjoyed it all and held her head in his hands as he worked his prick around in her mouth.
"Get ready!" he warned, giving an especially violent hump and shoving his cock into her throat. "I can feel it now; you're gonna get more come than you know what to do with!"
He had overestimated his discharge and Linda easily swallowed the entire load of sperm. As she sucked and swallowed, she felt her cunt swell up to the bursting point and deliver yet another forceful climax; Carol ignored her joy and fucked steadily, working the cunt-smeared dildo in and out with a slow, rhythmical motion. When Linda fell off Moon, exhausted and
limp, she also slipped off the dildo strapped to Carol's loins. The blunt, grotesque projectile reared up as if it were seeking another victim.
That was the last time Linda saw Carol. Twice more during the week before the robbery was to come off, Judy was present when she met Moon and Sky; once she was told to mouth the girl's cunt but otherwise her sexual activities were limited to the two men. They tapered off the doses of the drug they had given her, allowing her only three glasses of the spiked water during the week. Moon explained that since she was learning so well to obey their commands there was no longer any need for the powerful mind opener.
Paul seemed gratified when Linda handed him her letter of resignation from the bank. He asked her to stay until the following Tuesdayóthe day Moon and his friends were supposed to rob the bankóin order to prepare the necessary papers for the large shipment of currency to the Federal Reserve bank where it would be destroyed. On her last day of work he fairly glowed with happiness; it was all too apparent that he was glad to be rid of her.
"Don't you want to clear out your desk?" he asked at the end of the day when she prepared to leave.
"Maybe I'll come back and do it tomorrow," she said, shrugging indifferently. "If I don't, don't worry about it; just throw it all away. There's nothing in there that I want."
CHAPTER TEN
The plan called for Linda to go to the bank early Tuesday morning and be admitted with the rest of the work force, who customarily entered by a small side door opening onto an alley running beside the bank. Moon pointed out that she would very likely be allowed to enter with the other office girls, as though she had not resigned; she could tell the girls that she was stopping by to clear out her desk. She knew nothing about the rest of the plan since they had thought it best not to give her any more information than she needed. She had been told that after they had cleaned out the vaultódue to open twenty minutes before the bank opened for businessóshe would be taken along, ostensibly as a hostage.
"Get in and be quick about it!"
Linda looked up with surprise at the familiar voice. She had just stepped out of her apartment house on her way to the bank. Moon stood beside the open door of a panel truck, beckoning impatiently to her.
"What's wrong?" she asked, hurrying to get inside. "I thought I'd see you at the bank!"
"There ain't no bank left!" he snapped as the driver put the truck in gear and eased away from the curb. "A bunch of hippies or Commies or Black Panthersósomebody, whoever it wasólaid a truckful of dynamite up against it early this morning and set it off. The whole fucking block's supposed to be leveled. We just heard about it on the radio when we were pulling out."
"Now what?" she asked, trying to digest that startling news.
"So now we do what we'd have done anyway," he said. "We take out for the hills and lay low. No telling what's going to happen now but we're hauling ass outta this place!"
Linda looked around in the panel truck. There, on a low bench running down one side, sat Sky, Lew and Terry; there were also a couple of strange men, whom she had never seen before, sitting against her side of the truck.
"Why don't we knock off a piece of that while we're driving across town?" one of the men suggested, giving Linda a hungry look. "If we ain't gonna get to fuck her later on, how about now?"
"Get after it if you want," Moon told him. "But be quick about itówhen we get to where that car's stashed you're getting the hell outta here whether you're screwing or not!"
"It won't take long, not with a hot-looking cunt like that shaking her ass," the man said, rising up onto his knees and opening his fly. "Come on, girlie, get your ass down on the floor and gimme a screw!"
Moon looked over his shoulder and motioned for her to do as the man said. She lifted up her skirt and ripped off her panties, then lay flat on the hard floor of the truck. The metal was cold against her naked flesh but she paid no attention to that; she concentrated her attention upon the prick the man had brought forth. He jacked himself off briefly, bringing the rod up to the proper degree of hardness, then lay over her. He guided the tool into place and sheathed it in a quick stroke that brought a sigh of delight to her lips. Though his prick could not begin to compare with the sizable tools she had grown accustomed to having, it was large enough to make her coo with pleasure as it whipped in and out of her cunt.
"Ahhh," she sighed, locking her legs around the man's hips and rocking back and forth easily as he fucked steadily. "It's beautiful, just beautiful!"
The man surprised her with the speed of his climax. He had not given her more than a dozen strokes when suddenly he stiffened up, grunted heavily and then fell upon her with another bull-like thrust that drove all his prick home. She felt him begin to come and then, animated by the violence of his ejaculation, began twisting and writhing furiously.
"Hot damn, she's some kind of screw!" the man marveled after he had spurted the last drop of come into her hungry cunt. "Moon, you sure got her trained right!"
"She's just a regular cock lover," Moon agreed. "And when we get up at that cabin, she's gonna get more prick than she ever dreamed of!"
"Wish I could be there," the man said. "But I got to head South."
He pulled his prick out of her, wiped it carefully on her thigh and replaced it in his trousers. They arrived at the getaway car shortly after he had gotten off her; he and the other man Linda had never met got out and the truck pulled away. Linda remained sprawled on the floor, skirt up around her waist and semen dripping steadily from the lips of her pussy. She had not had an orgasm, of course, but the satisfaction of knowing that she had given full sexual pleasure to another man left her drowsy and relaxed. Lew eyed her naked thighs and lower body for a few minutes, getting visibly excited by the enticing prospect, then he knelt down to open up his own fly.
"Man just can't look at pussy like that without doing something about it," he said with a laugh as he brought out his prick and leaned over her. "Come on, girl, let's see if I can't do a better job of pussy bumping than Mousey did!"
She opened her thighs again and locked them behind him as his cock slid into her cunt. The peculiar shape of his tool caused it to rub against the right wall of her cunt in a way that made her wild with sensual hunger. Lew liked to hold himself suspended above her and watch as she worked her cunt back and forth the length of his cock. Just when she had brought herself to a fever pitch of readiness and was already beginning to gasp with wonder at the miracle occurring within her loins, he fell upon her and began thrusting quickly. His added stimulation was enough to shove her over the brink and she became a twisting, shuddering mass of climactic flesh.
"Get after it!" he whooped as her hips began churning madly about his cock. "Oh, momma, fuck that black dick of mine! Keep it up, child, and you'll get your cunt sprayed proper!"
"Let go of it!" Linda shrieked, holding tightly onto him and gripping him fiercely with her clenched thighs. "Shoot it all, baby, shoot the come up my cunt!"
When Lew's balls twitched and then overflowed in a series of powerful jets that shot the sticky cream into every corner of her womb, Linda's joy was complete. Not only had she achieved the very pinnacle of sensual feeling herself, she had also provided a man with the same pleasure. Knowing this, she also knew that she had done exactly what Moon had taught her to do She gathered the black to her and hugged him tightly, exultant in his pleasure; her cunt gave a few additional twitches of pleasure.
For the rest of the five hours it took them to get to the remote mountain cabin selected for the hideout, Linda served a succession of cunt-hungry men. She sat up after Lew had pulled himself off her and finished stripping, an act bringing cheers of approval from the men, then she lay back with an expectant look. One after the other they piled onto her, eager to get their pricks into her brimming, sperm-laden pussy. She welcomed them with open arms and spread thighs. Even Moon crawled over the top of the front seat and took his turn; he waited until all the men in the back of the truck had plumbed the
depths of her cunt before sinking his own massive plunger into the well-oiled sheath she held out to him. As soon as he had worked himself into a fine frenzy and had shot forth a generous amount of sperm, he called out to the driver.
"Hey, Willie! Wanna get back here and give this cunt a workout? Four of us have fucked her already and she's acting like she could take four more!"
Willie agreed and pulled the truck over to the side of the road. Moon drove while he lay atop Linda, working his prick in and out of her taut, grasping cunt, then brought himself to a long, shuddering orgasm.
"That's a nice introduction," Linda muttered jerkily after they had pulled themselves apart. "Nothing like a fuck to get a good friendship under way! And I'm going to have to spend a month in the mountains with you guys? All five of you? Man! This is going to be a month I'll remember for a long time!"
"It might not be a month," Moon told her. "What with those crazies blowing up that bank and queering our scheme, we might pull out before then. It just seemed like a good time to get out of town, the big boy said."
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