"Mom!" Randy moaned. "Oh, God, Mom, fuck you, fuck you!" He humped in a frenzy, his loins hammering, his cock pistoning faster and faster. His cock fucked so hard, so deep, thrusting into her very womb, reaming her out, pleasuring every nerve of her clutching, quivering, juicing fuckhole.
June couldn't bear it another second. Grinding her naked body up against him, clutching him in the savage embrace of her arms and legs and cunt, she closed her eyes and exploded, every cell of her body sparking as if with electricity.
"Ohhhhhhh!" she whined. "Ohhhhhhhh, Randy, yessssssss!"
The boy exploded into her, whimpering like a whipped pup. His lithe body shuddered in her embrace, his loins jerking spastically, his prick flexing and spurting inside her.
"Ohhh, yeahhh!" he grunted. "Hot bitch, Mom, uh, uh, yeahhh!" His jism surged into her in hot thick streams, sucked out of him by her madly clutching cunt.
"Randy, oh, Randy!" she moaned, the pleasure shaking her, flashes, of white light exploding in her skull. The fuck-pleasure gnawed through her cunt, through her loins. She wanted to die with it. She didn't ever want to uncouple from her virile young son.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Sammy forced Crystal down on the cycle on her back, lashing her to it. Her head rested on the steel handlebars, her back on the gas tank, her ass on the leather seat. Her wide-spread legs hung off the sides just the tips of her toes touching the ground. Through ropes cut into her, one rope lashed around her chest, just above her tits, the other strangling her waist at navel-level. Her hanging arms were also lashed to the hot, oil-smelling machine, as were her legs. Her pussy was wide open, the sun beaming down into its wet pinkness, and her tits pointed up in the air as if set on platters and offered to whoever wanted to eat them.
The boy glared at her, jerking himself off, his balls flapping under his quick-jacking hand. "You're all mine," he said, his dark eyes crazed. He spoke as if to himself.
Crystal felt like a piece of meat about to be devoured by a ravenous beast. "Don't hurt me," she whimpered. "I'll do anything you want… just don't hurt me."
The boy grinned at her, showing his teeth like a vampire. He leaned over her, smelling of sweat, and started to lick her nipples. Crystal tensed, holding her breath. The boy sucked up a mouthful of tit and bit into it sharply. Crystal gasped, pain shooting through her tit. Her cunt contracted, ejecting Digger's filthy cum. Coyote's jism oozed from her raped asshole. The boy gnawed on both her tits, making them raw, bruising them. Crystal squirmed helplessly against the leather and steel of the motorcycle, gasping as the pain saturated her mauled tits, moaning as her cunt contracted so hard that it nearly cramped.
The boy licked down her belly, nipping at her golden fuzz and ripping it out with his teeth. She whined, begging him to stop but knowing it would do no good. Reaching her cunt, he began to tear out her cunt-hairs with his teeth. Burning tears filled Crystal's eyes. As the demented youth tortured her, he masturbated himself shamelessly.
"Pussymeat," the boy muttered, biting into her crotch, sucking up mouthfuls of her swollen cuntflesh. He bit her pussymeat sharply, pinching small bits of it between his front teeth, then tearing at it.
Crystal screamed, struggling frantically. Daggers of painful fuck-sensation shot through her legs, pulsing out from her tortured crotch.
The boy gripped her pussylips with both his hands and ripped them apart even farther, opening her up completely. Hot wind whirled down into her fuckhole. The boy rammed three fingers down inside her, twisting them, reaming her out.
Crystal twisted her head from side to side, sure she was and gouged her supersensitive pussyflesh, making her scream and whine. He laughed, trying to grind his entire hand up into her.
He jerked his hand away suddenly. "Ouch, Goddamn it!" He leaned over, slapping his foot, then dancing around on one leg and rubbing it. "Goddamned fire ants! I'll kill 'em all!" He prowled back and forth, scanning the ground for more ants, grinding the life out of any he spotted.
Crystal watched him, convinced he was psychotic. The blue swastika tattoo appeared to throb on his muscular shoulder. His prick wagged from side to side like a heavy club, jutting up out of his tight loins at an acute angle. He stomped his big feet on the ground, killing ants, pounding up red dust.
The boy moved away from the cycle, head bent forward as if he were following a trail. When he got about fifty feel away, he cursed. "Fucking nest! I oughta dump gas on it and set it on fire."
He stood watching the nest of fire ants awhile, then glanced back at Crystal. A demented grin twisted across his face. He stopped, quickly thrusting his hand into the nest of fire ants. Screaming, cursing, he shot to his feet, then ran toward Crystal, his face contorted with pain. Crystal screamed as the youth, his hand swarming with fire ants, thrust it between her legs, forcing several fingers up her cunt. Crystal's scream echoed off the walls of the canyon, nearly snapped her vocal cords.
Her cunt exploded with pain as dozens of fire ants began eating her alive inside. The boy ran around and around the cycle cursing as he raked away and smashed the ants biting his arms. He pounded his legs and arms, slapped his chest and belly, bellowed as he knocked off the ants that were biting his cock and balls. Then he was mounting the cycle, driving his ant-bitten cock between Crystal's legs, tucking it up her flaming, ant-infested cunt.
Crystal bit her lips so bud that they bled. She'd never endured such agony. Her cunt seemed to have swollen instantly, the poison of the ants entering her system immediately. She was delirious with pain. As the boy's cock plunged in and out of her, she sighed with a sort of relief. The boy's savage prick was at least crushing the ants that still remained alive in her pussy. A few ants were biting her legs, but her loins pulsed with such fire that, she hardly felt the isolated bites.
The boy fucked furiously, ramming his cock in and out, grunting and muttering, crushing her savagely against the cycle. She could do nothing but lie under him, whimpering with the agony of the ant bites. The boy's plunging cock began to soothe away the terrible burn in her pussyhole, and she wished her loins weren't so immobile. She wanted to wiggle her ass, to make the boy's prick fuck circles inside her as it plunged. She squirmed, against the ropes binding her, and the boy responded by squirming on top of her, rotating his ass as he fucked down into her, reaming out her swollen, fire-throbbing cunt.
A lone ant crawled on her tit, making its way to her nipple and stinging it. Crystal blubbered with pain. The boy's chest, grinding like stone against her tits, crushed the ant. Crystal almost laughed with relief, though her nipple continued to throb as if seared by a hot needle. For about a minute after the fire ants bit, the pain was maddening.
The pain of the ants bites wasn't so bad in her cunt now. Even the bites on her clit didn't torture her so much anymore. As her clit was pushed back and forth, stimulated by the boy's hard cock, Crystal moaned with pleasure. The boy's prick was soothing to her ant bites, and the pain of the bites was transforming to an intense pleasure. Fuck sensation saturated her loins, intensified by the throbbing, burning ant bites.
"Hot damn!" the boy muttered, his eyes glazed and rolling, his wiry body undulating as he fucked her with every ounce of energy he possessed. "Never had me a fuck like this. Not never. Jesus Christ, I'm so fucking hard! Ahhhhhh!"
Crystal strained against her restraints. The way she was laid out under the boy, the way she couldn't move, was driving her crazy. Her arms and legs strained, needing to wrap around the humping animal, needing to crush him in an embrace. The sensation in Crystal's pussy was too intense. She needed to gnaw at him, to dig her fingernails and toenails into the muscular youth. She couldn't stand her immobility, couldn't stand his cock pistoning in her wide-open pussy. She had to clamp her legs around him or go out of her mind. She wailed with need, with pain, with pleasure.