"Oh, my God!" the girl inside cried. "You're killing me!"
I flinched in terror. The desert seemed to have more sadistic men in it than the bowels of the city.
What should I do? My instinct told me to split and worry about getting a ride from somebody else. But my conscience told me I had to do something. A girl was getting murdered in there.
"You want it, bitch," the deep voice of a guy abruptly filled the air. "You know you want it."
"Yes, yes, I do!" she astonishingly replied. "Deeper! Twist it in deeper!"
God, was it a suicide pact I'd stumbled onto? I was never traveling by desert again.
I couldn't take the time to decide what was going on. All I knew was that there was a possibility that another human being's life was in danger, and it was my moral duty to do something about it. I ran around to the side door and prepared to claw my way in.
It was locked. Grappling furiously with it, I suddenly stopped, the resumption of their voices stilling my hand.
"Oh, Jesus, I love your big cock inside me," the girl moaned. "Come in me… come in me while you're all the way in my cunt to your balls."
"I'm coming… I'm coming!" he cried.
"Come in me… come in me! Fill my cunt with your cum!" she answered as if they were calling to each other across a canyon.
The cops were right. Somebody was fucking in there!
"Yeeeeoooow!" he screamed primally and I could just see the explosion of hot jizz spurting from the end of his cock.
"Unh! Unnhh! Unnnnhhhhh!" She came along with him, moaning orgasmically as I heard their bodies bump on the floor boards.
When they were finally finished and silence returned, I realized what I had been doing. Even though I'd actually see nothing, I was the same as a Peeping Tom, a disgusting voyeur.
Burning with instant shame, I turned and walked away from the VW. I'd sit and watch from a distance, and when they came out, I'd ask them for a ride. And I felt ashamed about going even that far after what I had done.
Sitting on a dune about, twenty-five feet from the van, I tried to forget about what I'd heard.
However, the more I tried to forget, the more I wondered what had riveted me to the van after I knew what was going on. What perverse force inside me had made me do such a disgusting thing?
Unfortunately, the more I heaped on the guilt, the more vivid the memory of the sounds inside the van became. Gradually they seemed to fill the night. Incongruously, my ears perceived the desert air as resonating with the slurpings of a cock going in and out of a cunt and the moans of people fucking.
I hadn't been able to see a thing when the incident had actually occurred. But now my imagination was taking over where my eyes had failed. Images of people fucking began to eclipse the terrain of reality. The desert was temporarily gone as a vision of a hairy cunt being split by an enormous pink cock swamped my perceptions.
At the sides of the immense phantom cock, bubbles of thick moisture oozed from its juicy sealing with the pussy. Thick cunt-lips pulled in and out with the sliding dick. Firm thighs quivered.
"Unh! Unnhh! Unnnnhhh!" I could hear a woman coming all over again.
Only this time the sound was coming from my own throat.
As I felt spasms of excruciating delight sweep through my body, I looked instinctively between my legs. Incredibly, my hand was buried inside my cunt, all my fingers swallowed by my pussy-lips.
I'd turned myself on so much that I'd made myself come without even realizing what I was doing. My cunt was like a hemorrhaging wound.
What was wrong with me? I shook my head and forced myself to think. I had to get a grip on myself. I'd had so much sex in the couple of days since I'd left home that I couldn't seem to concentrate on anything else. I had to cut it out or I'd never get back home and into Phil's arms.
But what was I going to do about my sopping pussy in the meantime? For starters I pulled away my hand.
It was dripping. The slime of pussy-juice disfigured every finger. My hand looked like it was melting.
I wanted to shake it off. But I couldn't make myself do it. Flinging my arm out to shake off the pussy-juice, suddenly my mouth seemed to act like a magnet on my fingers.
My hand flew to my mouth. I abruptly satisfied my unquenchable hunger for my own juices, lapping the succulent pussy-flow off my fingers as though I were dying of thirst. It gurgled down my throat as soft and sweet as liquid velvet.
Intoxicated by the taste of my own pussy, all my inhibitions crumbled. Both hands were at my cunt now. Ten fingers fought each other for the honor of slipping inside my sucking pussy.
But however many of them wriggled in there, my fingers weren't enough to satisfy my smoldering cunt. Finger-fucking myself with as many digits as I could stuff in, I waddled drippingly towards the VW. I knew the only thing that could satisfy me was inside that van.
Voices had started inside again. I listened hornily as I gouged my cunt.
"Come! Came!" one of them way saying. "Fill me up with your hot jizz."
A girl.
"Harder! Deeper! Come, come, come!"
But was it the same girl?
"Stick your finger in my asshole," a guy said. "Ream me out and I'll come."
The same guy? How could he be coming again so soon?
"No, no! Pull out and come in my mouth. I've been left out so far."
Another's girl's voice!
"Don't worry Marsha, I'll give you something," a girl said. It was the first girl. The first voice. There were three of them in there. And two guys. An orgy!
"Yes, yes, eat my pussy!" Marsha said, accepting the other girl's offer.
I could just visualize the one girl licking the other's cunt. And beside them, a cock reaming out somebody else's pussy. Another guy lying exhausted, his spent cock dribbling sobs of residual cum from having already fucked.
"Oh, that feels so good!" the one who was now getting her cunt lapped groaned. "Stick your tongue on my clit. Tease me, Gloria. Tease me!"
Slurp, slurp, slurp.
"Oh, God, Gloria, your tongue is better than any cock! Eat me down to the core. Sink your teeth into my cunt!"
Chomp. Lick. Gurgle.
"My finger's in your ass!" the girl getting fucked screamed. "Now come, you sonofabitchin, come! Fill my pussy with your hot jizz until it runs out!"
"God, I'm trying," her partner moaned. "My cock feels like it's going to burst. Stick another finger in my ass. Keep finger-fucking me in the ass until I come."
"What's happening?" the recognizable voice of the guy who'd come when I'd listened the first time said.
What was happening was that I was sensually berserk. Even my tightly clenched fist pumping in and out of my cunt wasn't enough to satisfy the fire within me. I felt like the girl inside who'd complained she'd been left out. She got a pussy-licking out of it… and in my crazed lust I expected a lot more.
The strength generated by my sensuality was overpowering. The lock on the door snapped like a rusty pin under my twisting grip. Throwing the door open, my eyes bugged out at what I saw, my mouth watering and my pussy burning.
It was just like I'd counted on. There were two guys' and three girls… all of them naked, and all of them beautiful. They were all big and firm, not an ounce of fat on them. I couldn't get a good glimpse of the pricks at first, but I could see that the three cunts were absolutely gorgeous.
Never before had I been so struck by the thrilling beauty of a cunt. Even through the darkness I could see their wet… and redness… and hairiness. They were each drooling. One with a hot, stiff ejaculating dick crammed up it. Another with a lancing tongue licking it. The third, spread and open, dripping the milky sperm that had been shot into it.