Then Steve shot off into her mouth. Just as his cock was moving down into her throat it spat a load of hot cream. Jets of it spurted down her while she sucked on the wet shaft. Then Steve pulled it out of her mouth while it was still shooting off. The cum flew out of his quivering tip and then shot onto her lips. He moved his cock to Laurie's dripping slit and squirted all over her. As his prick squirmed into her hole the cum ran out of it, leaking down the base of his shaft.
Barbara lapped at his cock with her tongue, sucking the hot cream into her mouth. Then she licked Laurie's cunt lips, touching his prick at the same time. She managed to fasten her lips around his cock so that it shot through them each time it plunged into the wet dripping slit.
She stared at the rigid meat, at the spurting cum, at Laurie's quivering hole. And then she made a loud drooling sound, licking them both at the same time, drinking their juices, filling her mouth with cum. Her lips smacked away, slobbering all over cock and cunt until her mouth was sore.
When Steve pulled his prick out of Laurie's hole, Barbara gave his wet meat one last suck, inhaling the last bit of sticky cum into her mouth. Then she swallowed it loudly and ran her tongue around her lips.
The two guys got off the bed. "Thanks for showing us your new whore friend," Roger said. "She's a nice piece of ass."
Steve just laughed as he pulled his jeans on. When Roger did the same he came over to the bed again and then released the belts that tied the two fucked out girls together. As they left the cabin Barbara made no move to pull away from Laurie's wet slit. Instead she used her hands to pull on her flesh, sliding her fingers over her wet skin, bringing her pussy closer to her mouth.
And Laurie responded to same way, licking Barbara as hard as she could. The two of them sucked and slurped on each other. Her mouth sucked Barbara's clit hard, licking her swollen clit, then fucking her pussy.
And Barbara's mouth was full of cunt all night long.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Barbara sensed something was wrong the minute she went into her cabin. A week had gone by, a quiet week with absolutely no trouble at all. She had to put out for some of the guys when they wanted it, but she wanted it just as much. But now she had a sick feeling in her stomach. Laurie was acting so nervous that she knew something had to be going on. And that something was going to be bad for her. She just knew it.
"What is it?" Barbara said.
"I didn't want to tell you," Laurie said. "But it looks like you're in trouble."
"Come on! What the fuck is wrong? Why are you so upset if I'm the one in trouble?" Barbara didn't like the look on Laurie's face. And she hated waiting for her to come out with the problem. "Will you tell me?" she said.
"Mr. Holt came by this afternoon. He was mad as hell, and he was looking for you. I couldn't believe it! He came in here ranting and raving about you."
Barbara pictured the huge man in a rage. She didn't like the image. Especially when she knew the anger was all aimed at her.
"He wants you to go to his office as soon as you can."
Barbara turned and walked back out the cabin. She was scared as she walked up the path that led to the largest cabin of the camp, the one that served as Mr. Holt's office and his living quarters. There was a light on in the front, office but the rest of the cabin was dark. As she walked up to the door she caught a glimpse of Mr. Holt sitting behind his desk. He looked mean, but then that was the way he always looked. He was a broad shouldered man of about forty or so, with a graying beard and short black hair. And she knew he was in great shape, too. The few times she'd seen him around the camp she was amazed at his build. Barbara liked the way he looked, the way he carded himself, but she was also afraid of him. Especially now.
She knocked on the cabin door.
He looked up from his desk, and then when he realized who it was, an angry expression flashed across his face. "Come on in."
Barbara walked inside and sat at a small wooden chair in front of his desk. She crossed her legs and then folded her hands across her knees, staring straight ahead at him.
He lit up a cigarette, blew smoke in her direction, and then began talking. "I've heard a few startling things about you, Barbara." His voice was cool, and she knew he was just toying with her.
"Like what?" Barbara said.
"Like you're nothing but a lousy whore. I heard some of the guys talking about you. What you did for them. And, I have to remind you, Barbara, that we're dealing with minors here. And minors can get us in a lot of trouble."
Barbara opened her mouth, as if she was going to say something, but she knew there was no way she could talk herself out of it.
"I see you're not denying it. Then it's true."
She saw anger building up inside of him. His face was red, and his eyes burned right into her. His hands were on the edge of the desk, and his knuckles were white as he gripped the hard wood surface.
"You fucking bitch. Do you realize what can happen to this camp if words gets out, if any of those bastards start talking to their parents?"
"I'm sorry, Mr. Holt, it's just that I couldn't help it. See, I was forced…"
"Shut up. I don't want to hear it." He stared at her for a few minutes, studying her. Then he rose from the desk and walked up to her chair. "I'm afraid I'm going to have to call in the authorities, Barbara. I'll explain the whole situation to them, and see if I can get them to hush it up. But you will have to take all the blame. And maybe there'll even be a sentence for you. If they decided to prosecute you, there would be nothing else but to go along with it. I can't risk being blamed for it."
Barbara was sweating now. She saw it all coming down on her. Just because she wanted a little fun, just because she gave in to her urges, he was going to be in a hell of a lot of trouble. The thought of being taken to the police, maybe even sent away to jail, made her shiver. There was a pit in her stomach, and then the tears poured down her cheeks. She sobbed and moaned in the chair, hardly daring to look up and face Mr. Holt.
His hand lifted her chin, stained with a river of tears. "There's no other way," he said. "It's your own fault, too. If you weren't such a slut, none of this would happen."
Barbara was numb. There was nothing she could say, no way to get out of it.
"What is it that you did for the guys, anyway?" he said. "The way they talked, you came off as a real bitch."
"I did whatever they wanted me to," she said. "Anything at all."
"Like what?" Mr. Holt said. He was closer to her now. His hand still held her chin. "Did you ever suck them off?"
Barbara turned towards him. Her eyes settled on his crotch, just inches away from her face. And she could see that he was excited, that he was getting off just from talking about what she'd done.
"Yeah," she said. "I sucked cock, and took it in the ass, and let them fuck me any way they wanted to."
The bulge in his pants grew longer and thicker. She could see the outline of his prick as it strained against his pants. "Maybe there is something we can do," he said. "Maybe we can work something out."
Barbara nodded her head. She knew what he wanted from her. She knew he was just like all the others, dying for a piece of ass, a piece of her teenage flesh.
His hand went to the back of her head and pulled it forward. Her lips pressed against his bulge. She sucked it through his pants, munching on the hard flesh with her wide open mouth.
She reached up with both hands and worked at his belt and his zipper. She pulled his pants down to his thighs and then hooked her fingers into her underwear. As soon as she got them down by his pants his hard prong flopped out and slid across her face. The tip of it was wet, and as she grabbed it in her hand she felt the long stem get harder and start to throb wildly. She led half of it into her mouth and sucked on it, moving her head up and down his shaft. He groaned and fed dick to her lips, pushing it deep down into her throat. Then he used both hands to pull her head roughly to his groin, stabbing her mouth with dick, pushing his sack of nuts against her lips. "Do it, show me what a fucking whore you are. Eat that thing. Suck on it, you little tramp. Suck on it and make me come in your mouth."