CHAPTER FOUR
Shelly Marshal reached the top of the steep ridge and stood gazing down at the meadow and the mirror-bright blue lake beyond. "Ohhhh, God – it's so beautiful!" she gasped although there was no one near enough to hear. Her mother and father were still at least a hundred yards behind.
Once she'd absorbed the splendor of the natural scene, she began to look for Babs. She thought her friend would be easy to spot with her long flowing yellow-gold hair. But she scanned the meadow and the shore of the lake and saw no sign of her.
Curious, Shelly worked a pair of binoculars out of her pack. She looked more carefully now, aided by her strong magnifying lenses. Still nothing. No flash of gold anywhere along the lake. She's probably climbing again, Shelly thought. Babs likes nothing better than to reach some new and unclimbed peak.
She studied the lofty crags across the lake and still saw nothing. The gray rocks stood tall and barren of life. The whole place seemed unnaturally still, and Shelly felt an eerie chill. She turned and ran back down the trail to meet her parents crying.
"Mom, Dad… Babs isn't here. I can't see her anywhere!"
It took Babs a long time to settle back and start breathing again. When she did, the harsh reality of her situation fell on her like a rockslide. Her throat felt dry and parched from all the screaming and moaning she'd done. And the noose, cinched tight around her slender neck, made it hard to swallow.
Wes lay on top of her, his wet cock still throbbing in her narrow cunt canal. It had softened a little, but not enough to ease the awful strain. Her pussy kept trembling, trying to adjust.
His weight almost crushed her, and his rough hairy chest scraped her tender nipples until they felt raw. He grinned at her, looking mean and cold. "Not bad for a first-timer," he said in a rasping voice. "Now I'm gonna teach you to suck cock."
"Nnnooo," she said weakly.
Wes answered with a grunt and sat back on his knees with his cock slipping out of her cunt. He smiled deceptively, looking satisfied. Then he growled. "One thing you gotta learn right off… you don't ever say no."
He reached down and grabbed two soft bunches of her blonde hair, one on each side of her neck, then pulled and jerked her head up.
"Hhhaaahhh!" she cried. His hairy lips parted and closed on hers. His arms coiled around her slender body, and his tongue pushed into her mouth.
"Yuuugghhh!" she gasped. His mouth had a foul, bitter taste.
"Sucking prick is no worse than that," he said. "You'll like the taste even more."
Babs raised a hand to wipe her lips. "It's so wet and sticky," she said. She saw his prick between his legs, glossy with thick smears of cum. "I-I don't want to." She curled her legs up and pulled into a tight ball at the head of the bed, her lips quivering with disgust.
"And I don't give a rat's ass what you want!" Wes jerked on the noose rope and jerked her off the bed.
Babs cried and sprawled on the earthen floor at his feet. Her soft hair spilled around her face, the golden strands still damp from her swim and the sweat of fear.
"Now, up!" Wes pulled on the neck rope, yanking her up to her knees as though she were a puppet.
"Aaaggghhh! I can hardly breathe…" She tugged at the thick knot of the noose but could not pull it loose.
"You pull on this," he said, dragging her hands into his lap. Her fingers twitched, not wanting to touch his wet, slippery-looking cock.
He forced her to curl her trembling hands around his cockshaft. "Huuunnnn!" His hot jism had cooled and now felt to her like slime on the back of some half-alive creature that crawled from under a rock.
His cock gave a wild jerk when she first touched it, and it began to throb when she closed her hands around it.
"Don't you worry! My cock will get nice and warm again when you get it in your mouth."
"C-c-can I wipe it off first?" she asked.
"Sure. Use this." Wes reached down and lifted a silky bunch of her long hair. "That ought to feel real good."
Babs didn't want that stuff in her hair any more than she wanted it in her mouth. At least she had no sense of taste or feeling in her hair. She whimpered and reached out, daubing his wet cock lightly with the golden swirl of her hair.
"Hhhhmmmm," Wes said. "I like that. Sweep my prick like a broom."
At least when he was happy, he made no move to increase her torment. She stroked again, brushing and teasing his cock with the silky wisps. "Hhhggggh," she sighed. That only made his long prick swell and pulse with fresh blood.
"You better start sucking my cock before it gets fully hard."
"Ungh-ungh. I'll do it with my hands. I've done that to my boyfriend before. He says I've got beautiful soft hands…"
Wes snarled and gripped the hair behind her head. "I've got hands, you stupid little cunt. If all I wanted was a hand-job, I could do it myself!" He pushed her head down toward the rising head of his stiffening cock. "Now open your mouth and suck. Pretend you're a little kid with a big candy cane."
That image flashed in her mind, and it helped a little. She closed her eyes and gripped his prick. She licked it timidly, barely touching the glazed cum and bulging veins. Even that brought a stinging sharp taste to her mouth.
Melissa also felt bitterness. The lewd pleasure of making the little blonde cum had been denied her. Silas was still out, so there was nothing he could do to satisfy her lewd desires. As quietly as she could, she crept toward the kneeling girl.
"Wes?" she asked. "If you let me suck her cunt while she's sucking your cock, that might get her going."
"It might at that! And you'll just love licking cum out of a hot pussy. That's about the only thing you haven't been able to do around here."
"Oooooh," Babs sighed, shifting her gaze to the girl dragging the long chain. "You don't want to do that now. Uuuuggghhh. My pussy is so wet and slimy. It's still dripping."
"I know!" Melissa wet her lips and turned over on her back, working her head between the crouching girl's spread legs from the rear.
"Hhhuuunngh!" Babs cried. She felt a slow, rolling shockwave of pleasure when Melissa first reached out and twirled her tongue.
"Don't just sit with your mouth gaping, blondie. Suck my big cock, and show me how much you like it. Melissa raised her head, licking and swirling as she dug into Babs' cunt again. "Hhhmnm, I think your pussy tastes better now than before! I love the taste of cum mixed with fuck honey!"
"Hhhaaaahhh," Babs sighed, tingling with sheer delight. Her eyes fluttered, and when she looked back, the throbbing cock before her eyes looked less repulsive than before. She spread her lips, and slowly, she bent down.
"Come on, baby… suck! I'm getting horny watching Melissa lick jism and gulp it down. I want to shoot some into you."
"Yyyeesss, I know." Babs pressed her soft lips on the knob of his cock, keeping them tight, letting them spread slowly as her pussy had done.
Melissa tongued Babs' clit. It sent another series of joyous shocks rattling up the girl's spine. Babs jerked, wanting to cry out from the pleasure, but when her lips parted, Wes thrust upward and drove more of his cock into her mouth.
"Muuggghhh!" His padded cocktip pressed against the roof of her mouth, slanting toward the rear, skidding to the opening of her narrow throat. "Gluuuhhh!"
"That's it, sweet lips… just keep sucking my cock." Wes put his hand on the back of her head and pressed firmly. He felt her tongue racing round his cockshaft, quick and curious.
Melissa kept her tongue churning, feeling giddy from the taste of cum. She'd enjoyed few moments of gentleness in the last three weeks, and she intended to make the most of this little blondes a sweet dripping cunt.
Babs almost gaped on the slick, briny taste of Wes' big cock. She did choke and sputter when it started down her throat, but the sound could not escape – and neither could she. Her tits swelled, and her nipples tingled from the strain mounting inside.