The sound of his grunts and her stifled moans was now joined by a high-pitched moaning coming from Linda in the sitting room. Jim grunted louder and shoved his tongue down Jenny's throat as in one mighty push he rammed his exploding cock all the way into her soft unresisting cunt. She could feel her insides painfully tearing as the large head of the deeply sunk weapon inflated like a balloon against her cervix, threatening to tear her womb apart. She felt the first great spurt of hot cum shooting searingly into the inflamed walls, burning painfully yet somehow soothingly, too. The muscles of her cunt clasped around the jerking, spewing cock, sucking at it as if to milk out every last drop his testicles could provide. The cavern of her pink quivering passage was drowned in the flood of his fiery liquid.
Sludge-Pump finally stopped grunting like a satiated pig, his heavy body collapsing over hers. Gratefully, she freed her lovely long legs and eased them down, resting her heels between the cheeks of his relaxed buttocks. The burning walls of her cunt, protected from the ordeal by both their fornicating juices, had no restraining effect in her desire which was also increasing as she heard Linda's pleasurable moans of non-stop orgasms and Billy's wild yell as he shot his bolt hard up her insatiable cunt. Christ I feel thirsty, Jenny thought. It's that bloody pot that makes you thirsty. She had no intention of moving to get a drink, however, while that lovely slackening heap of flesh remained in her. It actually felt even better now, certainly less painful, as it lay limp but still huge inside her. She was pleased his stupid head was turned away from her face so she wouldn't have to look at his ugly mug. She listened to Linda and smiled at the incredible transformation from a nymphet to a nympho.
Sludge-Pump slowly withdrew his glistening rod from her livid cunt, bringing with it an amazing quantity of their mixed sticky-white juices. The black hairs that wound round her cunt and covered her pubic mound were soaking wet with sweat and the juices of their sex. Beneath cock and cunt, the spread over the mattress was soaked through. The great bull-necked beast rolled off her, muttering that he wanted a beer. He was satisfied up to a point: he hadn't hurt the lesbian bitch enough. I tried to split her apart and she loved it! Fuck her! Jim thought bitterly.
Jenny's cuntal itch was still aggravatingly teasing her. When Hugh and Tiger went out in search of beer she got up, shut the door, threw the spread off the bed and lay back on the clean white sheets. She had to cum again, she simply had to or she'd go mad.
While one hand dreamily played with her breasts and nipples, the other tenderly felt over the lips of her swollen vagina, her middle finger touching her sensitive twitching clitoris, erect and pulsating with electric nerve ends. With a contented moan she rolled over onto her stomach, her legs flexed apart, her finger skillfully massaging the pulsating center of her sexual delight. She had just been fucked by three men and this new experience had aroused an unquenchable sexuality in her. Pressing her knees into the bed she raised her buttocks slightly so that she could manipulate her clitoris more easily with two fingers. She heard the door open and the slurping of beer as four pairs of eyes peered at her private performance. She didn't see the four naked cocks pointing towards her: she was too absorbed with the glorious feeling of darting pleasure coursing through her. She came quickly to a climax, hanging back deliciously as she momentarily teetered on the edge of release, then rubbing vigorously to bring the white hot juices streaming yet again through her scarlet slit.
Billy got to her first, and he shoved his tongue hard into that inviting crevice, sucking at her juices as she moaned deliriously in the throes of orgasm. Before she was completely finished he threw himself over her lovely long olive-skinned back and jammed his stiff cock into her warm, pulsating cunt. The others laughed drunkenly when she rolled swiftly over, throwing Billy onto the floor. He was about to give her a backhander when Hugh stopped him.
"Careful mate. Let the bitches have a rest. Time we got stuck into a few frosty cans of beer," he said. Linda was staggering across the living room, mumbling that she wanted to go to the bathroom. He steered her towards it and ushered his buddies into the living room.
He mixed two large vodkas and Coke, took them to Jenny, setting them on the bedside table, then settled down to a bout of steady drinking. When Linda staggered back from the bathroom they stopped talking to watch the luscious blonde nymphet go into Jenny's room, shutting the door behind her. They heard the creak of the bed as she sank exhaustedly down beside the lesbian, their arms entwined around each other, their bruised lips gently touching.
CHAPTER NINE
What the boys were talking about would have shocked Jenny and terrified Linda. At first they joked about having to tie up Sludge-Pump and what great fucks the girls were, what tight cunts they had, and what sluts they were when the two were together. They supposed they had their tongues stuck up each other's cunts right now.
"As long as they're keeping their pussies nice and juicy I don't care a bugger what they do," drooled Billy. "I'm gonna have that little blonde again by Christ," he added. "She's the horniest bird I've ever known. She never stopped cummin'… guess I brought her on." He looked at the others with a smug grin on his face.
"Me next with the blonde," said Tiger defiantly.
A cunning leer spread over the heavy unshaven face of Sludge-Pump. "Yeah," he said. "You and me haven't had her yet. It's our turn next. Hugh can fuck his cousin and Billy can have her mouth. I reckon that's fair."
"There's plenty for everybody. Don't rush. You can all have them as often as you like." Hugh leaned forward menacingly towards Jim Yates. "But next time, I'm havin' the blonde again before she's split open for good."
"That's four of us wants Miss Lolita," Billy said. "Looks like we should toss for her."
"Anyway," said Tiger, "four into two don't go. Or does it?"
"Why not?" laughed Hugh. "Each one of them's got three fuck holes and we've only got one tool each. That makes it four into six!"
Roaring with laughter they opened more cans while one of them put on another record. Then they got down to business.
"We can make a bundle out of the Yankee bird," announced Hugh.
"And out of Jenny, too," suggested Tiger, looking at the others to support him. Hugh shook his head, so they shook their heads. No hawking his cousin. Besides, Hugh informed them, she had to go to Melbourne tomorrow to have her picture taken for a women's magazine.
"That's why we can do business in this flat. Linda's parents think she's in Brisbane, the club's full of horny bastards like us and nobody'll be any wiser. Not that there ain't plenty of birds about beggin' for it and givin' it away…" He stopped talking to listen; he thought he could hear a strange buzzing sound coming from the bedroom. Must be me ears, he said to himself.
"Yeah," Tiger broke in. "There's plenty of bitches about but Jesus a lot of blokes like to have it readily available, close to the beach, like. An' how many of them have had a terrific Yankee doll of fifteen?"
"Everybody likes a change," laughed Billy. "I reckon you could get up to fifty dollars a time for her if you had the patience to wait."
"We don't have the time. She'll only be in Sydney for another week or so, and we'll have to get her back safe and sound a couple of days at least before she has to go back to the States. We've got to play this safe. I don't want to get Jenny into any strife over her, and I'm bloody sure I don't want the cops sniffing around." Hugh was just as greedy for dollars as the others. They were all short of money because what they earned went to the breweries as soon as they were paid. Making it this easy way with free fucks on the side was something each one of them had always dreamed about.