Horny Hostage

by Richard B. Long

  "Look at them stones!" Sky jeered. "He's fixed pretty good for a wop, ain't he? Not much for length but he might be able to stretch a cunt out of shape for a few inches!"

  "Come on, private eye," Moon said, waving his ever-present pistol at Pete, "crawl up there beside that little chick. See if she can suck up a stiff for you."

  Pete was hampered by the awkward position of his hands but he managed to mount the bed and crawl into position beside Joy's face. She was ready enough to provide him with the service Moon had ordered and she began by kissing the heavy, dangling sack and the two huge balls it enclosed.

  "Come on, get to work on that cock!" Moon ordered. "Don't waste no time licking his balls; that never done nobody no good!"

  Pete moved slightly and lowered himself enough for Joy to get the tip of her tongue onto the head of his prick. In order to get her mouth fully over the head of the organ, however, she needed to have him leaning farther forward. Since his hands were locked behind his back, Pete could not do this without toppling forward.

  "Shit, we got to cut one of 'em loose," Sky grumbled when he saw that they could not fully accomplish the plan Moon had devised for them.

  "Cut that chick loose," Moon ordered. "No, better untie herówe might need the rope later on."

  Sky unfastened the knots holding Joy's arms and legs to the bed and tossed the cords aside.

  She sat up, rubbed her wrists thankfully, and looked about. Moon told her to do what had to be done and she rearranged herself, taking up a position so that she could work on Pete's cock and direct it down upon Linda's body when she had brought him to an explosion. Again Linda was struck by the skill and the avidity with which the woman handled the man's prick. Joy seized the tool as though it was the dearest thing in the world to her and there was an expression of happy contentment on her pretty face as she mouthed and caressed the thick lance.

  "Nothing wrong with his reactions," Sky commented as she swiftly brought him to a full, quivering erection.

  Linda shuddered with a pleasure she could not suppress when she beheld the full magnificence of Pete's tool As Joy had said, it was not especially longóperhaps a little over six inchesó-but it was fearfully thick. Better still, the purple head flared out into a broad, sweeping ridge and sat upon the sturdy shaft like an obscene crown. She could not help wondering what it would be like to have that absurdly large penis head scraping back and forth in her well-oiled cunt; the very thought brought even more life and moisture to the sensitive lips of her pussy.

  "What do you think about that hunk of prick?" Moon asked Linda, grinning with delight at her embarrassed expression. "Think you might feel it if he was to ram that up your funnel?"

  "Please don't do it to me anymore," Linda begged. "What have I done to deserve treatment like this? I've never harmed you!"

  Her words might as well have been spoken in Chinese for all the effect they had upon Moon. He guffawed at her shame and ordered Joy to work harder.

  "You really serious about this?" she asked, looking up with Pete's cock still in her hand. "About me making him shoot off and squirt come all over her?"

  "Why the hell do you think I said it?" Moon demanded, drawing back his left hand slightly, as if to deal her another resounding blow. "Of course I mean for you to do it!"

  "The only reason I asked," Joy hastened to point out, "is that I know how to make him come really big. I thought if you were serious I'd do it the way I know best."

  "Then get the hell to doing it," Moon snarled. "Come on, babe, get your ass on the ball!"

  "You're going to love this," Joy purred, looking up at Pete with a light of sensual delight in her eyes. "I'll do it just the way you like it best!"

  Pete said nothing but a happy smile spread across his face. Joy's left hand dipped between her thighs; Linda could see it and she noticed that the woman drove her middle finger far up into the mouth of her cunt and moved it about for a moment. When she withdrew her hand, the finger was thickly coated with the cunty oils it had collected. Joy now reached around Pete's hips with her left hand and slipped the middle finger between the cheeks of his ass. Probing delicately for a moment, she found his anus and jabbed the finger into the tiny opening.

  "Ummm!" Pete groaned, rolling his eyes as the finger sent a shock of sexual pleasure through his muscular body. "That's it, baby, do it good!"

  Joy now leaned forward again and put her mouth back over the head of his cock. Her right fist circled the thick shaft, generously lubricated with saliva from her loving, wet kisses and began pumping furiously. Between the delicious sensations imparted by her middle finger, the frantic activity of her tongue and the steady pumping of her fist, Pete's nervous system collapsed and he surrendered to the erotic tornado she had aroused in him.

  "God, you're sucking my balls off!" he cried, lunging forward in an effort to spear her mouth even deeper.

  Joy lifted her mouth off his cock. She recognized from long practice that she had stimulated him beyond his endurance and that the climax was not far off. She jabbed her middle finger even deeper and fist fucked him with an even faster stroke. Her right hand glided up and down the glistening shaft with lightning speed, pulling the loose skin back taut and exposing the broad, lust-inflamed prickhead in all its sullen glory.

  Pete gave another despairing groan and then straightened up convulsively. A thick stream of come shot out the tip of his prick. The velocity of the first jet was such that it completely overshot Linda's body and spattered against the rumpled sheet. Joy adjusted his aim and the succeeding spurts of semen rained down upon the girl's breasts and belly. Before his balls had given out, Pete covered her with a liberal quantity of the mucilaginous cream.

  "I can't let this good stuff go to waste," Joy murmured as the jets turned into a weak dribble and ran down onto her knuckles. She bent forward again and cleansed him with her mouth. By working her fist and her hand in skillful unison she was able to coax a few more droplets of sperm from his balls; these disappeared into her greedy throat.

  Linda could see that the woman would have been very happy if even more of that salty, masculine dew had been available to her. For her own part, Linda felt a raging fire roaring away in her womb. The sight of Pete's thick cock, being expertly manipulated by Joy's knowing hands and skilled mouth, had excited her immensely; the sight of that tool spewing out semen had thrilled her even more; the drops of hot sperm splashing on her body had filled her with a throbbing desire to be possessed completely by a super-well-endowed man. Had her hands been freed, she would almost certainly have buried them between her legs and brought herself to the orgasm she wanted, despite the onlookers. As it was, she could only writhe weakly and moan as the spasms of unsatisfied lust wracked her groin.

  "What do you want?" Moon asked her in a scornful tone of voice. "You want somebody to stuff a prick up your cunt? Is that what you're blabbering about?"

  "No!" Linda cried, forcing her lips to deny the needs that burned within her body. "I don't want anything of the kind!"

  "Huh! I bet we could have you begging for a cuntful of cock in no time at all," Moon retorted. "In fact, I just might prove it to you so you'll see that I'm generally right about these things!"

  "You can't make me want it!" Linda snapped, successfully finding the courage to put up a false front. "I can do without anything you or any other man's likely to offer me!"

  "Let's just see about that," Moon said, handing his pistol to Sky and crawling up onto the bed beside her. "I'm gonna dip my cock in some of the come that wop just shot onto your belly. And then I'll stick it up to you and you'll lick his come off my dick. How's that sound to you, you stuck-up bitch?"

  "Ugghh!" Linda said, turning pale at his words.

  "All right, don't say I didn't warn you," Moon grunted.

  Just as he had threatened, he wiped the head of his prickónow half-swollen with lusty excitement and almost fully as thick as it would ever getóover her belly, picking up a generous portion of the cr
eamy sperm Pete had ejaculated onto her. He moved closer, bringing the spermy rod closer to her lips. She watched the approach of that nauseous morsel, eyeing it as though it were a rattlesnake, and kept her lips closed tightly.

  The sight of Moon's prick seemed to hypnotize her. She could not turn her face away, though it would have been easy to do so. A long, ropy strand of come dripped down from the tip of his prick and finally dropped squarely onto her full, crimson lips. Before she could seize control of her impulses, her tongue darted forth and sucked the droplet of sperm into her mouth. The taste, salty and ripe with male lust, caused her head to reel with sensual excitement and she knew that she could not long resist the temptation to suck the prick that was being offered her. Moon added to her temptation by reaching down to caress one of her nipples. The effect of his fingers was electric: her cunt began throbbing even more furiously and it seemed that she had turned into a gigantic cunt, aching and yearning for penetration by a prick.

  "Tell you what," Moon whispered, continuing to massage the nipple and to add to her discomfort, "If you'll just suck my dick clean I'll give it back to you in the cunt! Yeah, lick my cock off and I'll shove it so far up your funnel you'll never stop coming! Wouldn't that be a fair shake? Shit, girlie, you couldn't ask for more than that!"

  Linda closed her eyes and tried to force words into her throat. She wanted to tell him that she utterly rejected his supposed "bargain," which sounded like substituting one depravity for another; instead she said something quite different.

  "I'll do it!" she cried, closing her eyes tightly and opening her lips to the prick hanging near them. "Mmmm! Gibb!"

  Moon chuckled heartily as the girl closed her lips around his cock and lifted her head, forcing her lips even farther down upon the tool. Linda sucked him with a driving, furious intensity as if she intended to wrench the sperm from his balls with her mouth alone. She moaned wildly as her tongue flickered up and down the sperm-laden length; the taste of Pete's come, together with the riper cunt oils left on the tool when Joy had slipped her own juicy cunt around it, were enough to turn Linda into a perfect dervish. She strained madly at her bonds and writhed in ecstasy as her pussy and clitoris began humming with renewed vigor.

  "Do it to me!" she cried out when Moon at last removed his prick. "Fuck me! Fuck my cunt! Fill it with cock! I'm dying to come; I'll die if I don't get fucked!"

  Again and again she begged for the stroke that would ease the torment in her loins. Moon took his time in settling between her thighs and fixing the head of his prick against the lips of her pussy. Linda continued to moan and plead for the weapon; one would have thought that she had moved over into total delirium. Moon hesitated a moment after he had seated the head of his cock between the lips of her pussy, then lunged forward in a bull like rush that sent every bit of his massive tool plowing into her overheated cunt.

  "Owww! Oohh! Aiiiee!" Linda wailed, nearly tom in two by the vicious thrust. "Omigod! I'm coming all over! Oh, do it, do it! Fuckfuckfuck! FUCK MY CUNT!"

  Her cries turned into incoherent wails as the orgasmic fury mounted within her young body. Her nipples throbbed with vitality; her clitoris sung with sensual glory; every portion of her body resounded to the mighty strokes of Moon's cock. He pistoned in and out of her at a rapid rate, seating the head of his tool in her cervix at every stroke and bringing gasps of wondering joy to her lips. Again and again he fucked his cock home, ripping and gouging at her until it seemed that her cunt would surely be tom loose from its moorings. Long after her own climax had faded away into a series of limp, semi-conscious groans he continued to pump furiously. Finally he uttered an exasperated oath and rolled off her, looking down at his still-erect tool with anger.

  "Shit, I thought I had another come about worked up!" he snorted. "Damn, I could almost feel it! Well, I guess I'll just have to wait a while longer and try again."

  "Might not be no bad idea," Sky agreed, pointing to Moon's watch. "It's eleven o'clock, almost."

  "Hey, you're right," Moon agreed, shaking his head as if to drive out the last lusty mists. "We'd better get down to the beach and be ready for the signal."

  "I'm gonna put some clothes on," Sky told him. "It's getting cold outside."

  "Yeah, it ain't no time for skinny dipping," Moon said. "Okay, let me find my shirt and pants. And we better tie that other chick up tooócan't tell when the dumb cunt will decide to run away."

  "I'm not going anywhere," Joy protested.

  Her promises had no effect on the men. when they walked out of the bedroom she again laid next to Linda, tied hand and foot to the frame of the bed and unable to move more than an inch in any direction. She sighed wearily and tried to make herself as comfortable as possible, which was a difficult feat due to the position.

  CHAPTER FIVE

  "It looks as though we're right back where we started from," Joy said, after deciding that she would not be able to go to sleep.

  "And I'm up to my old tricks again," Linda murmured disgustedly. "I did it again! I thought I would puke when they started. And then, seeing you jack off Pete got me excited and when he wiped his cock in that come and dribbled it over my lips I... well, I just blacked out. It's awful!"

  "You didn't sound like you thought it was awful," Joy reminded her, "not when he got over you and shoved that big cock of his up your cunt!"

  "Oh, I couldn't help myself," Linda replied, closing her eyes and flushing brightly at the memory. "All I could think of then was being fucked; it seemed as though my cunt was going to fall off if I didn't come. I honestly don't know what's happening to me: in my mind I could see that awful things were happening to me but most of me was enjoying all of it."

  "In most women the cunt is more powerful than the mind," Joy pointed out. "At least in the ones that are well adjusted, or so I always thought. When you've got a fire between your legs you just can't stop to look too closely at the fireman that shows up to put it out!"

  "I never thought of it that way," Linda said, smiling at the example. Then, after a moment's silence, she went on: "That was the first time I'd ever seen someone jerk a guy off. I mean, I've done it to guys myself but it was always in the dark; I never knew' it was so exciting to see. And you really seemed to like doing it."

  "I did!" Joy agreed emphatically. "I got turned on to that kind of stuff a couple of years after I married Paul. I was seeing a lot of this fellow who lived in the same apartment house with us and when I was having my period we'd do it that way. He taught me how to use my mouth and my hands. I don't know what it is, but the sight of a big, hard prick in my hands, shooting come all over everything, just makes me tingle all over. Besides, it feels good to hold onto him while he's shooting."

  "And that other business," Linda went on, "about you putting your hand on his rearówhat about that?"

  "You mean fingerfucking him in the ass? The same guy taught me that," Joy said, chuckling at the thought. "This guy was just a total sex animalóeverything you could do in the sex line, he was ready for it and he knew all the tricks. At first I thought it was pretty bad but when he showed me how good it was I picked up on it. Lots of guys dig that, you know."

  "I didn't know," Linda replied. "I noticed, though, that when he was in me the deepest, I could feel his balls rubbing against my asshole. I never felt that before, I don't think. Amazing how good it felt."

  "You've never been fucked in the ass?"

  "Good heavens! Of course not!"

  Linda seemed horrified at the thought. Indeed she had never even considered the possibility. As she thought about it, though, she felt her pussy again begin warming, becoming more of a living thing as the hot, passionate blood rushed to the sensitive organ. The idea of having a man mount her and introduce his cock into that most private opening filled her at once with dread and fascination. Would the sensation be like that of a prick going into her cunt? Would she be able to detect every wrinkle, every bump, every variation in the masculine tool's outline? What about the finish, w
hen his balls spat forth the lusty oil of love? Would that wondrous explosion register as clearly?

  "You've got something to look forward to," Joy told her. "It's sort of like taking a prick in the cunt, but then in some ways it's nothing like it. It's like... well, it's like nothing else in the world. Jesus, I'd sure hate to take that Moon up my ass; the way he's hung he'd probably fuck me into a bloody pulp!"

  "Ugghh, it's an awful idea!" Linda blurted, realizing that she had been toying with an idea of the utmost depravity and that a part of her had actually been intrigued by the perverted action. "I'm sorry I even brought it up!"

  "Don't knock if, if you haven't tried it," Joy advised. "Pete and I were at a party a couple of weeks agoósix or eight couples who saw eye to eye on things like thatóand there was this one girl who wouldn't have it any other way. She wanted everybody to fuck her in the ass and did she ever have a fine time of it!"