"Come! Come! Everybody come together!" Bruno bellowed as he pumped his steaming jism into her ass.
"Yesssss!" Roger cried, as he poured his into her cunt from below.
Eunice's whole body burned with the heat of the juice being pumped into her asshole and pussy. She dug her nails into Sammy and Richard's ass cheeks and drove their dicks into her head to the hilt as they, too, started spewing.
She gagged, swallowed, and then gagged some more. They pumped, she sucked. One by one, the cocks emptied and withdrew.
At last, Eunice sprawled alone on the table, feeling fully and totally loved.
"Let's get a beer!"
"Yeah."
"Whew, what a fuck!"
"Tight ass. My fuckin' dick's raw!"
Eunice smiled to herself. She couldn't remember if she'd come or not. But it didn't matter. She knew she would.
This was just the start of the weekend… and she knew it was just the start of the fucking.
CHAPTER FOUR
The five boys sat in the den, drinking beer and discussing the recent fuck with Eunice.
"George, you're an asshole," Richard said, waving his half-full bottle at his lanky friend. "Why the hell didn't you join in?"
"Just not my cup of tea," George offered.
"Ol' George is shy," Roger said, slapping his semi-hard dick against his thigh and taking a deep slug from his beer. George was the only boy in the room with clothes on.
"Why don't you go in and fuck her now, George?" Sammy laughed. "You'll have some privacy!"
George shrugged and nodded. He crossed to the door and gently pushed it open. "Eunice?"
"Yeah?"
"Can I come in?"
"Sure, George," the girl said. "You wanna screw me now?" George mumbled something that sounded like yes. "Oh, goody! Let me wash some of the cum out of my pussy, in case you wanna eat me!"
The door closed behind George, and all the boys laughed.
"I think ol' George is fallin' in love with Eunice," Sammy chuckled.
"So am I," Bruno said. "With her cunt and asshole!"
"We gonna screw her all weekend, Rich?" Roger asked. "Jeez, it's gonna be a drag, all five of us throwing it to one chick all weekend!"
Richard smiled and stared at the other three boys under narrowed lids. "You know, I was just thinking the same thing. And I think I got a solution for it."
"Oh, yeah?" Bruno's eyes lit up.
"Yeah. Remember that chick I banged the other night? The one you guys said wasn't fuckable?"
"Valerie? How could we forget her? She cost us twenty bucks apiece on our bet with you!" Roger hissed.
"Yeah. Well, that chick had some kind of hot pants, let me tell you. And I think, with a little persuasion, I could get her out here again."
"But would she fuck us all?" Bruno said. "She's kind of a snooty, pure bitch… even though she spread for you!"
"Once she was here she'd have to, wouldn't she?" Richard said, as again laughter filled the room.
"But how you gonna get her out here? Hell, her old lady wouldn't let her spend the weekend at a cabin with a bunch of guys!"
"I know that, Roger, you asshole," Richard replied. "But she would with another girl."
"Eunice!" Sammy exclaimed.
"Exactly," Richard grinned, and crossed the room. He pushed open the door and entered. George was between Eunice's legs, pumping his dick into her steaming pussy. "Hey, Eunice, we need you a minute."
"Jesus, Rich," George gasped. "Can't you see we're fucking here?"
"No shit, is that what you're doin'?" Richard laughed. "Well, crawl off for a minute. We need Eunice. You can screw her some more after I've finished with her!"
"Jesus!" George cried. "All four of you assholes just banged her. Let me have mine!"
"We don't wanna fuck, you shit," Richard said, pushing George from between the girl's legs and pulling her from the table.
"Don't you, wanna fuck me any more, Richard?" Eunice whined.
"Sure we do, honey, after a while." Richard led her back into the other room. "You ever eat another girl's pussy, Eunice?"
"Sure."
"Did ya like it?"
"It was okay," the girl said, wide-eyed, staring at the four naked cocks in the room and forgetting all about poor George. "But I like cock better!"
"Yeah, we know that, honey." He pulled her across the room. "You ever have another chick eat your snatch?"
Eunice nodded. "Couple times. I kind of liked that. Girls eat pussy good!"
"Terrific," Richard said. "We're gonna give you a chance to get your pussy eaten by another chick."
"Oh, goody!"
"Yeah. Now here's the number I want you to call."
Valerie's folks were having one of their neighborhood house parties Friday night. She had no trouble getting permission to go out by herself, even though it was rather a rare thing for her ever to leave the house at night for anything more than a trip to the library or church choir practice.
"Don't be too late, dear," her mother said. "Try to get in before midnight. You know how your father worries."
She knew no such thing. In fact, she could have stayed away for the weekend and he never would have known the difference. Which, unknown to her mother, was exactly what she planned to do. She could hardly believe it – a whole weekend alone with Richard, fucking! It would be heaven!
Actually, Valerie's parents were relieved to have their daughter out of the house, since one of the party guests whose brother was in the vice squad was bringing over a film to show that would hardly be recommended for youths under seventeen, whether accompanied by parents or not.
Valerie walked uptown and entered the drug store. She ordered a Coke at the counter and sat down to wait for Richard. The girl, Eunice, had said that he would pick her up in an hour.
In much less time than that, she felt an arm on her shoulder. "Hi, Val."
She whirled on the stool and faced Bruno Carl. "Oh, hi, Bruno," she said, nervously. She didn't like Bruno. In fact, she was afraid of him. Some of the girls at school said they had gone out with him, and when they wouldn't put out, Bruno just threw them down and raped them.
"Rich asked me to pick you up."
"What?"
"Yeah. He and my girl, Eunice Muncie, are waiting for us out at the cabin. You know Eunice, don't ya?"
"Uh… yeah, slightly," Valerie replied. She did know Eunice and felt sorry for the girl. That poor beautiful girl with the fabulous body and no brains. She'd heard stories about how boys had often taken advantage of Eunice, just as she'd heard stories about Bruno.
Bruno and Eunice made a good pair.
"C'mon. Rich will be wonderin' where we are. He'll think we're doin' him dirty or somethin'."
"Doing him dirty?" Valerie said.
"Yeah, you know, me foolin' around with his girl."
His girl, Valerie thought, I'm his girl! Richard must have said as much to Bruno. He must have told Bruno that I was his girl and it was hands off!
That was all the impetus Valerie needed to slide from the stool and follow Bruno to the car.
They drove to the lake in silence. If Valerie was conscious of Bruno's sidelong, lustful glances at her wits in the tight dress, she gave no indication.
"Well, this is it," Bruno rasped, helping her from the car.
"Yes, I know."
"Oh, yeah," he chuckled. "I almost forgot. You been here before."
Oh, Lord. Did Richard tell Bruno about us? How dare he! But in her need and desire to see Richard, she forgot all about the implication as she followed Bruno into the big, well-lighted cabin.
The main room was empty. "Where are they?"
"You check the bedroom," Bruno leered. "I'll look out back on the porch."
The bedroom? Valerie thought. What would Richard be doing in the bedroom with Eunice, Bruno's girl?