Even with the lubrication my supercharged shit-pit provided, however, his prick felt like it was going to split me in two. My connective fibers were stretching and stretching as the core of my being filled with hot, throbbing cock. Wriggling my ass and undulating my hips, I shot my pelvis upward, my asshole taking all of his prick to the hilt.
Chino's cock was hardening in the meantime for a new explosion in my mouth. But he never had a chance. His role as leader had been usurped by the animal lust of the rest of his gang. They poured onto us. His prick was torn from my mouth only to be replaced by one, two, and then three new ones fighting to jam down my throat, all of them nearly as long and thick as the original.
Down below, Chino's mouth was joined by a crowd of others, each of them eagerly gnashing and chomping to get a place at my cunt. Two finally achieved dominance over the others, each of them taking a side of my pussy. My cunt-lips were bathed by separate mouths, two sets of lips nibbling away at my honey-pot until I was ablaze with unparalleled desire, my cunt hotter than the desert sun.
Now two tongues plunged at once into the slit of my cunt. My fuck-canal was filled with the meatiest engorgement I had ever experienced. In my ass the cock still pumped, its head banging trough the connective membrane against the twin tongues orally fucking my pussy. I was coming so much I thought my bucking, spuming, dripping crotch would take off and fly in ecstasy, burning itself to pieces in its orgasmic glow.
The gang's pricks were stabbing wildly at me. Two slipped beneath my arms, filling my armpits with stiff meat like they were auxiliary cunts. I clamped down on them, giving them the pressure they needed to feel fucked, pounded at my body's adaptability.
All my fear and loathing had vanished by now. The only thing that I was aware of was coming. I hadn't stopped since Chino had first taken a bite out of my clit. Each new prick sliding against my writhing body accelerated the fantastic sensation of my prolonged orgasm. The climactic crescendo rose and rose, keeping my senses reeling until I had lost all track of reality.
Where I was… or even who I was… was no longer important as I writhed on the sand, impaled by a mob of long, hard cocks. Everything in my brain and my body told me that I was just a fuck-machine – a curvy, naked collection of wet holes, my only function to have cocks stuck in me. The three pricks in my face had all managed to stick their heads between my lips, giving me a mouthful of succulent meat. Cocks danced on my eyes, one each gouging into the sockets. I could feel at least one prick wrapping itself in my hair, its spongy head skidding along my scalp, trying to come on my head. The furrow of my ass was packed with extra cocks, at least two adjoining the one that was so exquisitely reaming out my butt-hole.
I could feel something gurgling in my chest, a tight feeling I couldn't ignore. At first I panicked, sure this was all too much for me and I was having a heart attack. Then I realized that the discomfort was from words, bottled up and trying to get loose. I pried the pricks from my mouth just enough to be able to speak, listening to myself as I instinctively blurted, "Come! Come! Come all over me! Come inside me! Cover me with jizz!"
God, how I wanted it! I was like some character from a horror story, a creature who lived on men's sperm. Spermula instead of Dracula. If I didn't have it, I would die. In my mouth. In my cunt. In my ass. All over my body. Matting my hair. Coating my stomach. Oh, God, I just had to have it!
"Come! Come! COME!" I screamed, insane from desire.
So spurred on were they by my wanton insanity, they seemed to be in a contest to see who could come first. A cock, searching for sure-fire stimulation, sent the tongues squishing out of my cunt as it barged in to the hilt in one shove. Its head scraped maddeningly against the end of my cunt, straining to explode.
In my ass a fresh gathering of shit squished hotly around the head of the prick crammed up my bung.
The pricks pumping in my armpits accelerated their movement, jiggling my tits with their vibrating intensity.
A cock slid madly between my cleavage, rough grimy hands compressing my tits so they could jack it off.
The three cock-heads resumed their battle in my mouth, each one trying to gain the advantage over the others by sliding down my throat and choking me.
Even in my belly-button someone was pumping away, using the indentation of my navel to stimulate the burning tip of his prick.
My body was wholly dominated by cocks. They stuck in me like pins. Except that they were the size of railroad spikes, bruising my flesh, tearing my tissues, ripping my body with pounding intensity. I writhed on the ground, it felt as though every square inch of my body was being fucked.
It was too much to expect that they would all come at on… But they did.
The explosion was monumental, unforgettable as buckets of steaming fuck-cream suddenly poured all over me, the special scent of male cum instantly filling the air. Even through I was lying on the hard crust of a barren desert, I felt like I was in some lush Garden of Eden. The smell of fresh sperm seemed like all the smells of all the lush foliage in the most fertile springtime in the midst of the lushest tropics in existence, intoxicating me with its reeking sexual perfume.
My body lost control of itself as it was bathed with a shower of thick fuck juice, both inside and outside. I writhed uncontrollably as sperm spurted into my asshole, mingling with the gurgling shit inside me. Cum drenched my pussy, flowing to places within me that I hadn't known could be reached by the male seed. My mouth filled with the stuff, refill after refill from the three simultaneously spurting cocks causing me to swallow so much jizz I thought I would burst if I didn't suffocate from it first.
On the outside my body was absolutely covered with the gloppy cream of jism. I could feel my nipples buried under swirls of sperm so thick it felt like someone had squirted Reddi-Whip on my tits. The furrow of my ass was slick with it. My thighs were glazed. I could feel it dripping down into my boots.
Their cocks jiggled within and against me until every drop of spunk had been sucked from their balls and shaken loose in me or on me. I was awash in cum, glazed like I was some sort of bizarre pastry covered with frosting.
Running my fingers in every direction, flailing my arms back and forth and sideways, I felt each of the pricks. They were slimy with their own goo, slackening in their mass erection as they finally stopped coming.
But my own coming was still going strong. I slithered in the nest of cocks and sperm, sensing each part of my body separately as they slid in the cocoon of male flesh and wetness. I begged for more, vainly trying to re-arouse their wilting pricks. God, I wanted it as much as ever! The feast of sperm had just made me that much more cum-hungry.
But it was no dice. They'd had it. Probably from all that beer they drank and dope they took, I recalled from the motorcycle movies Phil had taken me to at the drive-in in his truck when we started dating.
Phil! This was the first time I'd thought of him since the truck driver who'd picked me up back at the intersection.
And how long ago had that been? The sun was going down. Out in the desert that meant it was pretty late, maybe almost nine o'clock.
Who knew how far away from home I was. Phil was going to be back in a few days. What would happen if I wasn't there waiting for him like the good wife I wanted to be? I had to get home. I had to find my way back home.
But how?
CHAPTER FOUR
It was pretty easy to get away from the Speed Freaks. Instead of dope and beer, they were all zonked out of their minds on something a lot more powerful. Too much sex.