"You're supposed to swallow it, jerk," he said.
Barbara just looked at him. She was afraid to tell him that she wasn't going to ever swallow it. None of her boyfriends had ever made her do it. But then, she realized, these two guys were different than any she had ever met before. They were rough, and they made chicks do whatever they wanted to. She could tell that she wasn't the first girl to get fucked in this cabin.
"Well, come on," Steve said. "Let's see you lick up that cum, baby."
"Yeah," Roger said. He was standing right next to her now, staring at all the cream that dripped down her tits, and out of her mouth. "Let's see you do it." As he spoke he dangled the leather belt in front of her face. "Unless you want to argue about it."
Barbara looked at the belt. Then she looked at both of the teenager's faces. Neither one of them was smiling. She ran her tongue around her mouth, swirling up the cum that was dripping down her chin. Then she pulled her tongue back into her mouth and swallowed. It tasted sweet and warm, and sticky, and it wasn't as bad as she expected it to be. But still, the odor was so strong, and it was so thick.
"Satisfied?" she said, wiping the back of her hand across her mouth.
"You're not through yet," Steve said. "Lick up the cum from your tits." Both guys laughed at her as her face whitened. She hesitated but she knew she had to do it. She bent her head and lifted her right tit with both hands. Her tongue snaked out of her mouth and then lapped at the cum on her nipple. She bent her head as far down as possible, fitting her mouth over her tit, and then she sucked in the semen. By the time she had licked both tits clean her mouth was full of cream. She swallowed it in one loud gulp. And this time she loved it. It filled her and made her feel warm inside.
"Okay, baby, it's time to take care of me," Roger said. His cock was dangling up and down in the air. It was rock hard, and the tip of it was pulsing red.
Now, as she stared at it, she wanted it in her mouth. She wanted to feel his hot cum pouring down her throat. But instead of sticking it into her mouth, Roger pushed her down to the floor, making her lie there on her back.
He stood above her and pointed his thick meat down at her mouth. "Grab it, Barbara," he said. "Show me how much you love my cock."
His feet were planted on both sides of her, touching her naked upper body, holding her in place. She reached her slender hand up and grabbed his raging dick with her fingers. Then she jerked him off, aiming his thick knob right at her mouth. The tip of it pulsed and throbbed as her hand slid up and down his long shaft, pulling on it, trying to bring it closer to her lips. "You want it now, don't you, Barbara? You want to wrap your fucking lips around my dick and suck it."
"Yes," she said. "I want it." She didn't care about what they'd already done to her, stripping her, forcing her to crawl back and forth to their stiff dicks. Now all she wanted was to feel semen spurting into her mouth. She pulled on his cock harder, bringing him towards her. Roger crouched lower and his cock was now only about six inches away from her face. She slid her other hand up the muscles of his leg and then cupped his balls with her fingers. She rolled his nuts back and forth while she jerked him off. She was milking him, she thought, milking him for that sweet juice.
Barbara moved her hand from his nuts and wrapped it around his cock. Even with both hands on his dick she still wasn't able to cover it completely. The thick knob kept poking through her sticky fingers, growing, pulsing, aiming right at her open mouth. "Give it to me," she said. "Stick it into my lips."
"Not yet," Roger said. "When I'm good and ready to do it, that's when you get a mouthful of prick."
Steve laughed. He was kneeling beside her now. In her excitement she'd forgotten all about him. He took her left hand and brought it down to her hip. Then he peeled her red panties down to her thighs. "Come on, baby, you can have some fun too."
He pressed her hand between her legs. She felt the wetness seeping out of her, pouring out of her cunt. "Go ahead and do it," Steve said. "I want to see you finger yourself."
Barbara was going to refuse, but even as her finger touched her wet hole she knew she couldn't help herself. It felt so good, so warm and wet. She opened her thighs and then slid her index finger right into her pussy. And then she couldn't stop. Her finger raced in and out of her slit, rolling her clit in her hand. Bursts of pleasure shot through her body every time she touched her clit. That, and the burning cock in her hand, made her lose control. She bucked, up and down on the floor, pressing her hips down on her busy fingers while she pumped the long hard meat in her hand.
"Look at that slut go," Steve laughed. "Hell, she's good. I'll bet she does that all the time. Fingers her hot box…"
Barbara kept on humping her fingers. He was right, she did it all the time, and now she didn't even care if anyone was watching her. It just felt so good. Too good to stop now.
"Don't you?" Steve said. "Admit it."
"Yesss!" Barbara said. "Yesss, I do it all the fucking time." Her voice was strained now. Every single nerve in her body was awake, ready to explode. "I finger my cunt all the time. Ahhhh, ahhhhhhh."
Her cum spilled out of her cunt, sopping her thighs, coating her hand with warm and sticky cunt juice. Her whole body shook with each pulsing burst of liquid. She moaned and rolled all over the floor. And her hand was pumping on Roger's cock as hard and as fast as she could move it.
She looked straight up, saw his cock moving closer to her face. It was just inches away as her hand flailed up and down the full ten inches. Roger's legs suddenly went stiff. He raised himself on the balls of his feet and moaned.
Then he shot off all over her face. Streams of white semen flew out of his throbbing tip and splashed her chin, her mouth, her hair. And still it kept coming. Gobs of it slithered down her fingers, dropped onto her tits and slid down her side. Then she raised her head, straining forward until her lips sunk onto the burning spitting dick in her hand. She sucked as hard as she could, slurping up his cum, and then letting it slide down her throat. Her head bobbed up and down, moving with each thrust of cock.
Barbara sucked in as much cum as she could. Then she pulled his cock out of her lips and swallowed. Her hand still pumped on his prick, sliding the tip of it across her cheeks, then across her lips again where she kissed and sucked it.
"Okay, bitch, that's enough for now," Roger said. He pushed her away. Barbara fell down to the floor, resting her head on the rough wood. She looked down her body and saw that she was covered with semen. Her face, her tits, and her stomach, were all coated with white sticky cum. She slid her hands over her tits and smeared the cream onto her fingers. Then she brought her hands to her mouth and lapped up the cum.
"Look at her," Roger said. "She loves it. And she tried to act so fucking innocent before. Man, what a hungry bitch we got tonight!" He laughed and stared at her. "That's right, honey, you stay on the floor for a while and play with yourself. You can put on a little show for us."
Steve was already climbing into his jeans, though. Maybe it was over, Barbara thought. Now they would let her go back to her own cabin.
"I don't know about you," Steve said to Roger. "But this slut made me thirsty. Shit, she drank up all of my reserves."
"What are you talking about?" Roger said.
"I'm talking about booze," Steve said. "Let's take a ride down into town and pick up some beer at the bar."
"Sure, but what about our friend here? Do we take here. She'd split as soon as we left."
"No I wouldn't," Barbara said.
"Maybe you wouldn't," Steve said. "But we can't take any chances. We want to show you a few more tricks when we get back."
Both of them picked Barbara up off the floor and led her over to a bed in the corner of the cabin. They threw her in the air and she landed face first on the mattress.