It wasn't very hard to guess what he wanted to do this time, for he placed his throbbing prick and swollen balls between my tits and called Judith to our side.
“Press her tits against my cock, Judith,” he told her and she immediately came to his aid and did as he had asked her to do. The huge purple glans peeped from between my breasts and from my angle of view it looked awfully big and swollen. And he had just a short while ago fucked me! How the hell could he have such a tremendous hard-on again?
Vern urged Judith to press my breasts and my teats tighter around his cock and only found the pressure of my breasts around his prick satisfying when I was almost smarting. A satisfied grin on his face, his dong pressed and rubbed by my breasts, he began to ride me slowly and with obvious pleasure. Every time he pulled his dong back I saw the head disappear between my breasts completely, popping out from between them like a purple mushroom when he moved forward.
Personally I was much too exhausted to enjoy this as much as the way I would have done normally, but it nevertheless gave me a certain thrill. My cunt felt lifeless and sore due to all the fucking it had had, and I was rather grateful nobody started to play around with it. But obviously this couldn't last for very long, and suddenly I felt a hand going in exactly that direction. I could hardly suppress a tortured cry, but I was mistaken if I thought Vern only wanted to feel my cunt. His hand left my twat for what it was and went further down till it reached my asshole. His fingers pried my buttocks apart and very carefully, but persistently, one of his fingers began to play with my brown puckered hole. His nail was scratching the tender skin, but since it didn't hurt me too much I didn't deny him his fun. Slowly but surely his finger began to penetrate me there and his finger had already disappeared up to the first knuckle before I knew what was happening. As you know I was quite used to having a finger up my shit-box, but it was still a little tight and only used to Sue's much thinner finger. But Vern had been thoughtful enough to wet his finger before he began to invade me like this and without too much trouble he soon had it up my ass to the second knuckle.
Satisfied with the amount of penetration of my ass, he now started to sort of scratch the partition between my ass and cunt with his nail. In the beginning it didn't have much effect on me, but as he kept on manipulating me like this a delightful feeling began to spread through my body and I began to feel hotter every minute he kept it up.
All of a sudden my cunt didn't feel sore any more and the longing to have this hole filled as well once more took possession of me. Also I began to pay some more attention to his steaming prick between my tits and now I found the sight of the bulging head appearing and disappearing from between them quite exciting.
Judith still kept my tits pressed as close as possible to Vern's throbbing dong with her two hands, but she had fully opened her legs to give her steaming and wet hot-box some air. Vern, having one of his hands free could make a far better use with it instead of letting it lie idle.
“Why don't you use your hand on Judith's cunt, Vern?” I asked him. “Frig her quim for her, jack her off. Give me the sight of your doing it for her. Masturbate her slimy slit! Rub her swollen clit! Do it, Vern, it's all there waiting for you to be played with!”
They liked my sudden revival of hot randiness and immediately fulfilled my wishes. Judith opened her legs even more, her hairy cunt falling open to Vern's poking fingers. With a sopping noise, two stiff fingers disappeared between the dripping cunt lips and rapidly, with skilled motions he frigged her. Only a couple of strokes were needed to make her just as hot as I was now and the two of us were panting and groaning in feverish lust.
“Give me your prick, Vern. Give me your hard dong. Give it to me now! Shove it up my twat and fuck me, you bastard! Fuck me, I'm ready for you. Give me your spunk. Drench me with it. Fill my slimy cunt with it. I'm so fucking randy, so fucking wet and ready for it. Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuuuuuck meeee!!!!”
In ruttish haste we changed our position. Vern laid himself on the floor and with my back turned to his face I let myself down on his cock, straddling him. My wetness helped to get it all up my cunt without any trouble at all, filling me to the brim with his lovely hard, throbbing, steaming prick. Behind my back there was some commotion, and turning slightly without losing contact with the reaming prick up my cunt, I saw Judith lower herself on Vern's upturned face with her legs wide open. It was obvious what she wanted him to do and what he wanted to do to her.
With lapping noises his long tongue went over the entire length of her opened slit and seeing the awkward position I was in, sitting half-turned like I was, Judith had better ideas to give us all the pleasure we could have from this combined effort.
“Bring us a mirror,” she told the others present. “Place it beside us, so we can all see what we are doing. So we can watch each other going through this lovely lewdness.”
A mirror was brought over to our little group and placed beside us, and through slitted eyes I looked at the lewd reflection in it. Bucking up and down on the prick that impaled me, seeing Judith having her slit licked and sucked, was a lovely sight the mirror offered me. I saw myself moving up and down Vern's prick. When moving up it looked like I had a thick tail growing from between my legs, moving down I could see his balls almost being squashed by my ass.
Judith, squatting over his face, had Vern's tongue all the way up her slit. Judith had her belly pushed out obscenely and her cunt was opened completely. Thick and strong-smelling cunt juice was dripping from it, wetting her legs, some of the sticky spunk trickling down Vern's chin. His tongue was all the way up her slit and must have caused sensational pleasures, for she was shaking from head to toe like a leaf in the wind. Her belly heaved and rolled, and she rubbed the swollen cunt lips over his face. She must have been close to coming and I also felt my orgasm was coming soon.
“Spunk, you prick,” I shouted at Vern, who was riding up and down on the floor, his prick buried deep within my cunt. “Shoot your spunk up my slit and mingle it with mine! I'm nearly coming. I'm going to wet your cock with it, making it all slimy and sticky. My juices are flowing… I'M COMING… oh yes, I'm creaming again. Again! Ooooohhhh… aaaaagh!”
In the mirror I could see the cunt juice spurt from Judith as she creamed under Vern's able tonguing and at the same time my cunt was filled with the lovely lukewarm spunk, shooting from his cock deep within me. The first jets of spunk hit the bottom of me with such a force I thought it would come out of my mouth again, but it was nice and soothing to the burning feeling there.
Luckily I was given a short rest now, but it wasn't out of kindness. It was only because Glenn, the last man to fuck me, had to take some preliminaries in order to fuck me to his satisfaction, and his preliminaries were of an all too familiar nature to me now. Bringing some ropes with him he turned me on my belly and swiftly tied my hands behind my back. Although I found myself in a rather uncomfortable position I managed to turn my head and I saw him take a rather old-fashioned cat-o'-nine-tails out of a drawer, after which he approached me with a cruel light shining in his eyes.
Two of the other men lifted me from the floor and brought me over to a sort of small bench and put me over it. It was most uncomfortable, that's for sure! My legs were hanging down one side, while my upper body hung down the other. But for what Glenn had in mind, it must have been the most perfect thing, because my position made my ass rise high in the air compared to the rest of my body, and the skin of my buttocks was stretched tight like the skin of a drum. Without further ado Glenn began flogging me with all the might he could muster and he soon had me transformed into a quivering heap of flesh. I was twisting around in agony and passion, trying to get away from the stinging lashes he landed on my backside.