"Yes!" she said, panting, rotating her ass.
"She loves it!" Mike yelled.
"Yes!"
"Want some more, baby?" someone whispered.
"Yes! Yes, fuck me, do everything to me!" her hips were thrashing hard and fast as Lonny grabbed them, held them still then sunk his hardened young cock into her tight inflamed anus all the way up to the hilt. Then he started rolling to one side, trying to pull her over with him. The boys were seizing her again and trying to turn her over. Beth, her eyes fluttering with passion and her mouth open, heaving a low moan, knew what they wanted and rolled over on top of the boy, feeling his strong body under her, his hands reaching and squeezing her breasts.
Her eyes; closed, her mouth open, Beth spread her legs obscenely open, feeling her whole vaginal plane jutting up at the gaping eyes. She bent her knees and Mike looked down and saw her legs widespread, her cunt lips open writhing, and inviting. She undulated her hips and all the boys saw the thick flesh of Lonny's cock splitting her. buttocks and stretching her anus and rectum to the utmost. Her face winced with the pain yet she smiled lewdly, teasingly.
Mike kneeled between her obscenely splayed legs and put the head of his cock on her cunt and rubbed it up and down the glistening slit that trembled and squirmed beneath it. Beth moved her hips, feeling Lonny's prick tight and bulging in her rectum and held her arms pleadingly out to Mike.
He was on top of her with a roar and Beth moaned as she felt his prick plunge into her cunt with a quick wet sluicing sound. She seemed devoid of breath as she felt the two boys begin fucking her simultaneously, felt their pricks sawing back and forth in different rhythms and only separated by the paper thin wall of separating her vagina and rectum. Beth writhed and bucked, her body coiling and her hips pumping as much as they were allowed: and she thought that she would never settle again for anything less than two males fucking; her at the same time! Boys! It had to be young boys who were so hot and eager and she could make them cum up inside her again and again.
The boys crowded close around the bunk now, their rock-hard cocks in their hands as they watched Mike and Lonny really begin to fuck her. They had her pinned in place, sandwiched tightly between them, and she was moaning and groaning with unleashed animal passion as they fucked her savagely. They watched her cum, watched her eyes roll white in her head and her mouth open to let out a long low animal yell of sensual pleasure. She was cumming again and again, as she was jerked and bucked and battered about on the crazily squeaking bunk, fucked with a sweet blind fury! She was helpless and knew it and felt she was going out of her mind with pleasure. It was too intense ahead sweet to endure as her body shook in one insane sexual spasm after another.
A boy, standing by her head, looked down at her fluttering sightless eyes and seized her head in his hands and turned it toward him, rubbing her glistening wet lips with the head of his cock. Beth freed a hand and squeezed the young virile penis lovingly, stroking it back and forth before beginning to suck it. The boy began to pump his hips lasciviously, fucking her in the mouth with Beth's lips tight, locked like a rubber band around the excitedly Jerking head.
Then, with a wild grunt of pleasure, Lonny came in her rectum and she felt the hot sticky sperm shooting into her, filling her up and seeping out. His prick slid in and out easily now, lubricated by his own cum. Mike roared and shot into her cunt, gripping her hard before emptying his balls in her and rolling off with a deep, satiated groan. Lonny was pushing her up off of him with feeble efforts and some of the boys were helping him. She slid to the floor, to her knees, still sucking the other boy's suddenly wildly spurting young cock.
The rest of them wild with pot, booze and desire after the obscene spectacle they had just seem were on her with a brutal passion, showing the kind of indifference and cruelty that only young boys can. They buried her under their bodies and lucked her everywhere with a vicious abandon. Nothing was taboo, and, as the night wore on, each of them took a turn in demanding that she do something to them and she obeyed them all with a lusty shudder, feeling a lewd excitement in abandoning all her former ways and acting like the lowest of whores. She sucked their virile young cocks dry and let them cum in her mouth; she was fucked in every conceivable way, and, finally, all of them exhausted, the ravished young teacher lying naked on the bunk and the camper heavy with the odor of pot, alcohol, sweat, and sex, she could do no more. She was drained of all energy and could barely keep her eyes open.
All eight of the boys had had enough; they slumped around the camper in various stages of exhaustion and sleepiness. Lonny slowly got dressed, yawning and stretching as he shuffled around the camper, finding his clothes. "We'd better split. What time is it? Anybody got the time?"
"It's near four o'clock."
"Jesus, will my old man give me hell!"
"Yeah, me too."
Lonny waved all objections aside. "We went camping. Just stick to that story." He paused by the cot and looked down at Beth. Despite all the debauchery and exhaustion, she still looked tempting. It was the kind of body made for fucking. Beth stared up at him with noncommittal eyes.
"You liked that, didn't you?" Lonny asked with a cruel, knowing smile. "Answer me!"
"Yes," she answered in a lifeless voice.
"And you'll do it again for us, won't you? Let us all gang fuck you anytime we want to?"
"Yes, you can all fuck me together whenever you want to."
Lonny grabbed her cum and sweat-soaked hair in his hands and lifted her head. "And next time, you're going to get Wilma Gans to come along and you and Wilma will put on a show for us. Right?"
"Yes." Again, her voice was flat and unemotional.
Lonny let go of her hair and patted her shoulder.
"You're just agreeing with me now. After a time, you'll want to." He leaned closer. "I'm just a kid, but I've seen women like you get hot-pants before. My Dad had to bust some. You're hooked. You don't like what you do but you love it. That make sense? You'll see."
And suddenly, they were gone, leaving the camper door open and the cool night air rushing into the camper. Beth was too exhausted to try and close the door. It was all she could do to crawl under the blanket on the cot and fall into an exhausted, welcome sleep.
Chapter 6
Sheriff Lucas Lamont was restless and it bothered him when he was that way, because he knew something was going on in his county and he couldn't put his finger on it. His day of rounds done and all of it uneventful, he went back to the jail, freed the two prisoners he had with stern warnings about getting drunk and starting fights, then retired to the house behind the jail to cook himself a lonely dinner and wonder where his teenage son was.
A note on the kitchen table told him Lonny was going camping with friends. Which didn't really tell him anything. Lonny was full of more angles than a geometry book and Lucas cooked a spare dinner and took it into the living room and turned on the TV. He ate his dinner and thought about Lonny and wondered if he did the right thing by the boy. Had he been a good father? After Lillian died so unexpectedIy, he hadn't given a damn about anything. And when he did, when he could care, he had thrown himself into his work with an obsessive passion. He was the best damn sheriff in the southwest.
He became very good at his job and gave Lonny a lot of freedom. Perhaps too much, he didn't know. The kid reminded him of himself when he was young and wild. Because of Lonny, he became more tolerant of people and ran his county with a minimum of trouble and most everybody respected his sense of fairplay.