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The Other Party, Part III:
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Jul 31, 2011 11:40 am
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Soon, Joanie got into a canoe with the men. She had to sit in the middle, cramped between the dry bags and the cooler, and she had to leave her own gear behind in Tim’s canoe. She thought about leaving a note, but she had nothing to write with and did not wish to reveal her apprehension. As she stepped over the gunwale, she took a deep breath and hoped that she would see her stuff, the men she came here with, and her home again. She sat down on the floor of the boat and hugged her knees as they pushed off into the Colorado.
Joanie was gazing off at the scenic beauty of the canyon as the men paddled downstream. After a while, they paused and drifted while they drank some cool water. From behind her, Joanie felt strong hands reaching over her shoulder to pinch a nipple as she sat in her cut-off shorts and thin tank top in the center of the canoe.
After a short water break, the men continued paddling, chatting among themselves in German, as she sat silently enjoying the ride and anticipating the evening’s debauchery. As she fantasized about serving all seven men, her mind drifted back to her initiation into serving the Thursday night book club. She had been bound to a device on all fours and had all three orifices penetrated and fucked by about 20 men, for a whole night. By morning, she was changed person, committed to sexual servitude as a way of life. She looked forward to nightfall.
After several more hours of sitting on the cramped floor of the boat, Joanie saw the men talked in an animated fashion and pointing to shore. She saw nothing but a slim strip of sand, but they steered the boats towards the shore and pulled them up out of the water. She was wobbly as she stood, but managed to hop out into the rocky sand. The men moved off into the bushes to pee and Joanie did the same. She had no toilet paper, so she merely squatted in the bushes and wiped her shaven cunt with her hand. Afterwards, she looked at the men who were grinning and staring at her. The tallest one grabbed her by both wrists and pulled her to a kneeling position. H then unzipped, pulled out his soft cock and gestured. Joanie sighed and took the warm sweaty organ into her mouth. She sucked and licked until it rose, slightly. She felt hands on the back of her head and worked her mouth to stiffen the cock, but to no avail. After a while the man sighed. She looked up into his eyes, but he just pulled out and zipped up. She knelt on the sand and sucked each man’s cock but of the four, only two got very stiff and only one actually came. After about 30 minutes, they all got back in the boat and continued down the river.
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The Other Party - Part II
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Jul 31, 2011 10:48 am
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Joanie cried out in fear and pain and tried to lift her head to look around for Mark, Jeff and Tim. The four men surrounding her laughed and held her down, running their hands over her back and over her face as one thrust roughly into her anus. Soon he let out a long sigh and she felt the pulsation of his cock as he held her tight and released his load deep inside her rectum. When he pulled out, another man stepped behind her and pulled her up by both hips. He rammed her slippery gaping anus with a single powerful stroke and continued, tightly gripping her hips and pulling her into him as he thrust deeply inside her with his engorged manhood. One man had retreated and was lying on the sand in front of Joanie, watching her rough treatment with a grin, while the other two were pinching, stroking and slapping her face, breasts, neck and back as their friend used her ass. When all four men had used Joanie to their satisfaction, they all went into the icy water to wash off and cool down, then they lay on the beach to relax.
Except for her whimpers and cries, Joanie had not spoken since her initial questions were ignored. Now, have satisfied all four of her captors and seeing them appear more relaxed, she tried again. “What happened to the men I came here with?” she asked.
The man with the German accent laughed, “Oh, your friends said they wanted to hike up the canyon to a waterfall. They said it was a very strenuous hike and asked if we could keep an eye on you until they returned. They told us you are a whore they bought for the trip and that we should feel free to use you as we pleased this afternoon. I guess you might say they sold you for their supper. We have plenty of good food and will camp with your party tonight. You will come with us downstream to the campground, where we will prepare dinner for eight. Your friends will enjoy their scenic hike, then join us for dinner. I think we will have quite the party tonight!”
Joanie was shocked. The story sounded plausible..after all, they could only use her so many times in one day and it made sense to try to get a free dinner..even the rigorous hike made sense in these rugged and steep canyons, given her wardrobe..but she had no proof. What reason did she have to trust these strange men who had throat-fucked her into unconsiousness and then used her roughly and painfully without even asking?
She fell silent and thought about her situation. She could protest and be left behind, or worse, or she could assume that they were telling the truth and go along with their plan. She decided this was the best choice, and that this was a grand adventure that she could not control.
Joanie smiled at her four new friends and said “When do we leave?”
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The Other Party - Part I
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Jul 17, 2011 5:29 pm
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As she treaded water in the ice cold water, goose bumps began to cover Joanie’s naked flesh. She began shivering and knew she had to get out soon. She could see Mark, Jeff and Tim laying back on their towels on the sunny beach and four men she did not know sitting on logs with beers in their hand, watching her intently. She then saw the other party get up and apporach Mark, Jeff and Tim, handing them the chilled beers, smiling and gesturng in her direction. As the water chilled her body, she knew she had to get out. She did not know what the men had been discussing, but it looked like they were talking about her and she was a bit nervous about returning to the beach, bur also anxious to get a closer look at the four new men.
With no other choice, Joanie swam to shore and stepped out of the water. Her skin was covered in goose bumbs and her nipples were puckered and hard from the cold. She did not know, but her lips and nipples had a slight bluish tinge as she has remained in the cold water so long. She emerged and headed for the canoe that contained the bag with her towel in it. As she did so, she saw one of the men on the log approach her. He was tall and thin and looked to be in his mid-thirties. As he came closer, she noticed he had a broad grin an the front of his swim trunks were tented outwards.
Joanie stood up, naked and dripping wet, but beginning to warm from the hot Nevada sun. She watched the man, expecting him to say something to her. Instead, he roughly grabbed her by both wrists and pulled her down to her knees on the sand. Joanie did not resist, as it was her nature to submit and serve any man who desired to use her for his pleasure. She obediently kneeled on the soft sand and looked up expectantly at the man. He stepped out of his shorts and presented her with his stiff cock. glanced up the beach and noticed the other three men had stood and were moving towards her. She looked at the place where Mark, Tim and Jeff had been resting on their towels and saw they were gone!
“Where did they go?” she asked the man standing over her, with some alarm.
The man just snickered and said “Never you mind about that, little whore, you are in good hands!”
He then reached out and grabbed Joanie’s head with both hands and pulled her face close to his cock. Joanie signed and decided to simply obey. After all, she figured she had nothing to lose by serving these men, and she was not sure what might happen if she refused. Fear mixed with desire drove her to suck the man’s cock deeply. He used his fists in her hair to drive his thick shaft deep into her throat, holding her captive as he cut off her air. She felt a familiar panic rise as she struggled to pull back and take a breath, but he held tight and would not yield. As she realized he did not mean to let her breath, sh panicked and began flailing at him with her fists. The man let out a deep guttural laugh and began thrusting deeply into her throat, as she gagged and choked. Soon, Joanie’s vision began to blur and she felt herself losing consciousness.
When she awoke, Joanie was face-down in the sand, with hands gripping her hips and a thick cock ramming into her ass. Her cheek was rubbing the sand with each thrust until she coughed and raised her head. As she began to become aware of her surroundings, she saw bare feet to her left and right and tasted sand and cum in her mouth.
“Ah, our sleeping beauty has awoken!” said a male voice with what sounded like a German accent.
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Going down...Part III
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Jul 14, 2011 1:29 pm
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The tent flap fluttered a third time as Tim entered with a grin. He gazed at Joanie lying on the mattress with a finger in her lips, tasting the flavor of Jeff’s cum drawn from her dripping cunt. Tim looked a little disconcerted.
“Are you all used up, Jeanette? You mean I have to have sloppy seconds, uh..thirds?”
“Joanie smiled provocatively at Tim. “Well, I saved myself for you, Tim” she said with a grin. She then rolled over onto her belly and reached around behind her to pull her butt-cheeks apart. She turned her head and smiled at Tim as she lay belly-down.
Tim snickered. “Well, I guess if that’s what you saved for me, I can’t disappoint you!” he said.
He began to finger her ass, pressing his fingers into her slippery cum-soaked cunt for lubrication. He began to finger-fuck her ass and cunt, sliding his fingers from one to the other until they both felt moist and relaxed. Joanie braced herself as he rubbed his cock along her ass-crack. He slowly pressed into her tight hole with his thick mushroom head and Joanie gritted her teeth, preparing for the painful stretching open of her sphincter. He wasted no time and rammed his cock right into her anus without much ado. Joane couldn’t help but cry out as he forced past her tightly contracted ring of muscles. She shook and willed herself to relax as he continues stroking inside her, sighing heavily with every thrust. Soon, her body relaxed ad she began to pump aback, their bodies slamming together with each stroke.
Tim was the loudest of the three, crying out “FUUCCCK!” from inside the tent as he pumped his load deep in Joanie’s rectum. She knelt and held still as he gripped her hips and thrust hard and deep for a few more strokes. Finally, he collapse onto her back, with his sweaty chest and belly forcing her to the floor.
When Tim pulled out of Joanie’s ass, it made a wet sucking sound. He, too, pulled on his shorts and ran out for a swim. As she lay face-down in the hot tent, Joanie considered her options. Her cunt and ass were dripping with cum and she was naked in a tent at a beach with three strange men. She only had her clothes for the day with her and did not wish to get them dirty, so she streaked out of the tent and rant into the water naked. Tim, Mark and Jeff were sitting on the beach enjoying their lunches, and another group of men sat a few hundred feet away on the beach, where they had also pulled up for lunch. All seven men cheered and clapped as Joanie came streaking out of the tent into the frigid waters of the Colorado. She stayed in the icy water for a bit, rubbing her ass and her pussy, to clean herself out after her thorough lunch-break fucking. As she swam, she saw two of the men from the other group approach Tim, Mark and Jeff with several bottles of beer. She saw them chatting and gesturing at her and at the tent. She shivered in the icy water as she tried to get a better look at the four men in the other party.
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Going Down...part II
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Jul 12, 2011 2:06 pm
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Joanie heard a splash of water and a loud yell as Mark jumped into the frigid river. Almost immediately, the tent flaps opened again and Jeff appeared inside. He grinned at the sight of a naked Joanie laying on her back, a strand of cum running from her chin to her neck.
Jeff pulled out of his swim trunks and was hard almost instantly. He whispered to Joanie “I am going to fuck all of you holes before we are through” and pushed her down onto he belly.
He used his arms to lift her hips up in the air and pressed two fingers into her wet cunt. Joanie pressed back with her hips and wriggled her ass as Jeff probed her and moved his fingers inside her. Joanie moaned as Jeff pulled his finger out. He pushed them into her mouth and she sucked on them.
“Good girl” he whispered as he rubbed his cock up and down on her slit. Joanie wasn’t sure which hole he would use, as he continued to rub and tease from front to back. Suddenly, he pressed his engorged cock between her swollen pussy lips and began a hard fast thrusting motion. Joanie followed his lead and thrust back to meet his hips. After a few minutes of this action, she began to cum. She shuddered and moan aloud as Jeff continued his powerful thrusts. She felt her cunt contract and release as the electrity flowed through her body. She became like a dog in heat, thrusting and rutting as she was fucked from behind. Soon, Jeff, came hard in his whore’s cunt, they lay back for a few minutes to catch his breath. He gave her a quick peck on the lips and then pulled on his swim trunks and ran out of the tent onto the icy water of the Colorado, whooping and hooting as he splashed around.
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Going down the Colorado, Part 1
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Jul 11, 2011 7:40 am
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Joanie went back to her room and packed a bag with a few shorts, some long pants and a few blouses. She had only brought lacy satin thongs and bras to the Ranch, so she packed those too. She had not brought a bathing suit at all, since the girls swam in the nude. She grabbed a towel and packed her toiletries and figured she was a s ready as she was going to be for her impromptu canoe trip. She went to bed early and dreamt of the wilderness adventure ahead of her.
He alarm went off before the sun, at 4:30. She jumped in the shower, dressed and grabbed a quick cup of coffee from the kitchen. She then grabbed her bag and ran across the complex to the guest hotel. At 5:00 am she knocked on the door to suite 524.
Jeff opened the door with a grin. “Ready to go, Jeannette?” he asked.
Joanie and her three male companions took the elevator to the first floor, then left the building to get into Tim’s Range Rover. Two canoes were chained to a trailer hitched to the back. Jeff and Mark followed behind in Mark’s Jeep. They pulled out of the Cactus Ranch parking lot and headed out of town towards the Hoover Dam. They stopped for gas and breakfast abut halfway there and by 7am, they had reached the put-in.
Joanie helped Tim lift the canoe off the trailer, and Mark and Jeff took the other canoe. Joanie waited with Jeff while Mark and Tim took both cars to the take-out to drop off the Range Rover. While they waited, they loaded both canoes with the food, water wood and camping gear that they had brought with them.
By the time the men returned in the Jeep. It was 8:00 am and time to launch the boats. Joanie rode in front of Tim’s boat while Mark and Jeff rode in the other. The headed out south on the lower Colorado river south to Willow Beach. Although it was only 11 miles, the group planned to take their time, and hike the canyons to the caves and hot springs along the way.
The canyon was gorgeous, and Joanie considered herself fortunate to be invited. She paddled along, enjoying the sights. When it was time to break, she helped Tim pull the canoe up over the sandy beach out of the water. Her shoulders were tired and sun burnt, but she felt fine. The men set up a tent in the bushes and then set out blankets for their lunch. Mark reached for Joanies hand and led her into the tent as the other men prepared lunch.
Inside the tent, Mark undressed and asked Janie to the same. He explained that she would stay in the tent while each man came and visited her during their lunch break. Mark asked her to get down on her hands and knees and he began to run his fingers all over her prone body. She felt his rough hands move over her breasts kneading them and pinching her nipples. Then they trailed down her back and caressed her butt-cheeks for a moment before sliding between them. He rubbed her ass and then slid around to her cunt. Have sat in the canoe all morning had left her dry but she responded instantly to his touch as he began to rub her clit. He then moved behind Joanie and began to lick her cunt and clit in a most delicious lapping motion. She began to rotate her hips and moan softly to his ministrations. Mark responded by sliding one finger slowly into her moist pussy, then pulling it out and replacing it with his raging hard cock. He fucked her from behind for a bit, with Joanie rocking and moaning to his thrusts. He then pulled out and came around in front of her.
“I loved what you did for me last night. Can you do it again?” he asked, in a breathy voice. Joanie smiled into his eyes and tugged his drippy cock straight into her mouth. She licked and sucked and tugged for a few minutes until he grabbed her curls and thrust hard into her throat. She gagged as she felt his cock spasm, releasing his hot load into her throat. She tried to swallow it all, but felt a few drips run down her chin onto her neck. When he was done, he pulled on his swimsuit and left the tent.
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Going Camping!
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Jul 10, 2011 12:54 pm
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After she napped and showered, Joanie went for a late afternoon swim with the girls. It was great to see her old friend Mannette and she ran up and hugged her naked dripping body as she emerged from the pool. They lay on their towels in the afternoon sun and caught up. Mannette enjoyed hearing about how Joanie made the most of the attempted blackmail situation, enjoying her early morning blindfolded gangbangs in the utility closet as well as her service of the Thursday evening study group. Mannette was genuinely impressed with the way Joanie had managed to integrate her day job as a high school teacher with her true calling as a fucktoy.
At 6:30, Joanie and Mannette headed back to the dorm where they dressed for a casual dinner in the kitchen before their evening shifts. Joanie had been told to dress casually but provocatively, in her short denim cut-offs and her sheer tank-top, with no bra. She was to meet her client in Suite 584 at 8:00.
After dinner, Joanie showered again and dressed in a clean red satin thong, her obscenely short cutoff denim shorts and a sheer white camisole. Even thought she was told to dress casually, she opted to wear her strappy red leather stiletto heels, because they reminded her that now she was real true whore.
At 8:00 sharp, Joanie stood outside of Suite 584 and knocked on the door. A middle-aged gentleman opened the door and beckoned her in. She saw two other men sitting on the couches in the suite’s living room, with beers in their hands. As she entered the room, all three men eyed her up and down and smiled at what they saw.
The man who answered the door invited her to sit.
“Hi Jeanette. I am glad to see you. You picture doesn’t do you justice! I am Tim and this is Jeff and Mark.”
He gestured to the other men, both of whom appeared to be in their 40s, in good shape with graying temples. Each man got up and shook Joanie’s hand.
“I don’t know what they told you about our request, but we have been friends since high school. Every summer, we take a wilderness canoe trip. This summer, we thought it would be nice to have a little female companionship. Do you like camping, Jeanette?”
Tim grinned at Jeanette as she pondered her situation. She actually loved the outdoors and was very excited by the prospect of taking a trip with these three trim and polite gentlemen.
“Wow, that sounds like a lot of fun! When do we leave!” she said.
All three men laughed at her enthusiastic response. Tim told her they would leave first thing in the morning and would be gone for three nights. He told her to go and gather her clothes for the trip and then to return to the room at 5:00am.
As joanie toruned to leave, she heard laughter behind her.
"Not so fast, Sweetie!" Tim raied his eyebrows and pointed to the floor in front of him and he lowered his pants. Joanie obedinetly kneeled before him and sucked him off until he came in her mouth with a sigh. She then crawled to each of the men on the couches and sucked them off, then stood and left to gather her belongings.
"She'll do fine!" she heard behind her as she closed the door.
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Welcome Back!
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Jul 4, 2011 6:01 am
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Joanie sighed and licked the cabby’s cum from her lips, savoring the salty flavor and hungry for more. She stepped into the office and was greeted by Jim and Marsha.
“Welcome back, Girl! I knew you couldn’t stay away!” exclaimed Marsha, giving Joanie a hug.
Jim just smiled and tipped his cowboy hat towards Joanie, his eyes wandering up and down her scantily clad body. Joanie puffed out her chest and tilted her hips, proud that she was in much better shape physically than she had been at this time last year, as she remembered Jim’s words, ‘nobody likes a flabby whore’.
Jim nodded in approval, “Lookin’ good, Jeanette”.
Marsha said “This time, Joanie, we’ll dispense with the training and the waiting, as I see your physical came back clean and you already know the drill. Some of your clients from last year have been requesting you and we have you lined up for a busy summer. Are you ready to start this evening?”
“Yeah, sure, I ‘m looking forward to it!” said Joanie excitedly.
“Well, you are in room 22 in the girls’ dorm. Drop off your bag and relax for a while. You have an appointment at 8.” said Marsha.
Jim helped carry Joanie’s bag across the compound to the dormitory where the whores of Cactus Ranch slept when they weren’t serving clients. When they got to her room, he set the bag down and closed the door behind him.
“How about a proper greeting for your old buddy Jim?” he asked with a grin.
Joanie responded by lying on the bed on her back with her finger crooked and her best "come hither" look.
Jim wasted no time in lying beside her, kissing her deeply while his hands explored her body. He ground his hips into hers as he caressed and squeezed her breasts,then groped under her dress, pulling aside her panties to feel her wetness. Joanie clung to him and kissed him passionately as he slid his finger into her slippery sex.
When he was good and hard, Jim stood up and pulled Joanie to her feet. He quickly undressed and Joanie did the same, lifting her tight dress over her head, and wriggling out of her lacy red bikini panties. Jim admired Joanie’s nakedness for a moment, then pushed her back down onto the bed. To her great relief, he wasted no time in pressing his engorged cock bwtween her swollen cunt lips and deep into her hungry wet pussy. Joanie sighed and wrapped her arms around his hips, grabbing handfuls of his ass, as he plunge urgently inside her.
They fucked like desperate teenagers, Joanie moaning out her orgasm within minutes. Jim fucked her hard, fast and deep, just the way she liked it and turned her to jelly. Jonaie kept her knees bet and feet on thebed, pushing up with her hips as Jim thrust into her. She moaned and trembled her pleasure until Jim shuddered and cried out as he came inside her. The held each other for a few moments, reveling in the feeling as his cock released its load. Then he pulled out, got up and got dressed.
“Welcome back, honey” he said as he put on his hat and left Joanie, smiling, naked and sweaty on the narrow bed of her dorm room. Joanie closed her eyes and dozed, completely relaxed and happy to be back.
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Summer Has cum!
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Jun 29, 2011 9:41 pm
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In late June, classes ended. Joanie was sad to say goodbye (in her mind because they never spoke) to the boys who used her in the utility closet each morning as she kneeled on all fours, lubed, blindfolded and with her blouse open and her skirt hiked around her ass.
She attended the graduation ceremony and hugged the excited Seniors, hoping the parents did not notice when a few of the boys hugged her extra tight or squeezed her ass-cheeks as they did so.
She attended the final Thursday night study group of the year, crawling from member to member and sucking their members until they exploded in her mouth.
Joanie knew she would miss her predictable yet always exciting life serving her community as the slut of Sharonsville, while she went off to experience the unexpected, as a Whore of Cactus Ranch.
She kissed Sonny goodbye, leaving him in charge of the house, and wheeled her suitcase into the airport. On the plane, she was so excited, she fantasized about offering to suck off the man sitting next to her, but he fell asleep and they barely spoke. She was sooo looking forward to getting her fill of strange new men.
Finally, the plane landed and Joanie got into a taxi.
“Cactus Ranch, please.” she told the driver.
The taxi-driver turned around and stared at Joanie.
“Are you sure that is where you want to go?” he asked in a thick Arabic accent.
Joanie had dressed in a very short, tight red dress with sequins and a plunging neckline, and matching heels. She was so excited to become a whore again that she dressed the part. The cab driver smiles as she nodded and licked her lips. He had light brown skin, thick black hair and shining dark eyes with long curly eyelashes.
“Hmmm..are you going there to work?” He asked as he stared at Joanie intensely.
Joanie was enjoying his attention and she just smiled and nodded.
“Well, if you want to get an early start, I can drive you there for free and we can do some things” he said.
“I’d like that” said Joanie.
The cabdriver invited Joanie to sit in the front seat, next to him and he reached out and took Joanie’s hand, placing it in his lap as he drove. Joanie caressed his cock through his pants for a moment, then uzipped him and pulled out his stiff tan cock. The driver sighed as Joanie stroked his shaft as she leaned down put her head in his lap.
He was saying something softly under his breath that she did not understand as she tasted the tip of his cock. Joanie licked the tip and then ran her tongue all over his shaft. She then opened her mouth and slid her lips down around his rock-hard rod. She bobbed up and down, feeling his cock slide in and out of her mouth.
Joanie then felt his hand in her hair. At first it just stroked gently, but then the driver moaned and pressed down on Joanie’s head, driving his cock deeper into her throat. Though it made her gag, Joanie tried her best to open up and relax her mouth and throat for him allowing him to fuck her face as he drove to the Ranch.
When the driver got to the Ranch, he pulled the cab into the dirt parking lot and drove to the far end. He then stopped the cab and began pumping up and down with his hips ad Joanie sat leaning over, her mouth around his cock. He reached out and began stroking her wet pussy as he fucked her face. Whenever Joanie began to gag, the driver would drive his cock hard into her throat, holding it for a moment, and then pull out as Joanie recovered her breath.
This time, he was really pressing down on her head. Joanie’s face was red and streaked with tears and she could not breath, as her airway was completely blocked by his thick organ. The driver gasped and she felt his cock spasm deep in her throat and felt the hot sticky load shoot directly down her throat. Joanie began a rhythmic swallowing action to milk his cock as he came. The driver gave a quick gasp of pleasure and kept the pressure on joanie’s head as he finished cumming in her throat. He then let her up and looked down smiling at her red and wet cheeks and chin.
“you look very good. I may come to visit you here, I tell my friends. He zipped up his pants, ran around to the back to get Joanies’ suitcase and carried it to the door of the office. He set the case down, reached out and tweaked Joanie’s nipples and turned and ran.
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Coitus Interruptus
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Jun 19, 2011 3:12 am
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As her desire intensified, Joanie reached down and grabbed Sonny’s shoulders with both hands, pulling him on top of her.
He reached down and removed his shorts and moved over Joanie. To her great pleasure, he plunged his cock into her hungry wet pussy and began thrusting with a hard steady rhythm.
When the doorbell rang, Sonny tried to ignore it. He hesitated, but then resumed his rhythm, thrusting himself deeply into Joanie as she lay on the couch, her bathrobe open and spread out beneath her. The doorbell rang again and then they heard the pounding of fists on the door.
“You’d better answer that, Sonny” said Joanie. She pushed him away as she quickly shifted position. Sonny growled in frustration as he got up, stepped into his shorts and answered the door.
Three men were at the door. They smelled of booze and were laughing and pushing to get inside, as they saw Joanie lying on the couch, completely exposed in her open bathrobe. Joanie recognized the men from the study group, but did not know their names. The men huddled together whispering and snickering for a bit, and then approached the couch together. Joanie was a bit apprehensive, and very glad Sonny was with her.
Without a word, they roughly pulled Joanie off of the couch and onto the floor.
“Hey, you be gentle with her!” cried Sonny in protest.
“Don’t you worry, little boy, we’re not gonna hurt her. We’re just gonna use her for a little while, okay?”
Sonny didn’t respond but just stood watching, looking tense and worried. Joanie’s ass hit the floor hard and her wrists hurt where they grabbed her. Still, she was totally turned on and looking forward to serving the three men. As she sat on the floor, the men removed their clothes and began slapping their semi-soft cocks in her face. Joanie stuck out her tongue and licked their flesh as it passed by. They slapped and rubbed her lips and cheeks and hair until all three were rock hard.
One of the men, a blond with a moustache and beard, sat on the couch and signaled for Joanie to mount him. Joanie smiled and got up off the floor, shedding her robe as she rose. She straddled the man’s lap, her legs wrapped around his waist. She was well lubricated, thanks to Sonny, and the man’s cock slid right into her pussy in a most satisfying manner. She began to rock back and forth on his lap, as he reached around pulled her ass-cheeks apart.
Another man, slightly older, with thinning brown hair and a dimpled chin, sat next to them. He reached out and pulled Joanie down sideways to lean over his lap. Joanie opened her mouth as he pushed her head down, impaling her with his stiff rod.
The third man, a heavyset balding guy with a thick droopy moustache, stood behind Joanie as she sat, and began rubbing his cock up and down her ass-crack, as the one beneath he held her cheeks apart. He then roughly and painfully forced his stiff rod into her tight, dry anus. Joanie protested, but they held her tight and her cries were stifled by the thick meat filling her mouth and throat. The only sound she could make were coughs and gags as hands pressed her head down so her throat could be used to the man’s delight. A single tear rolled down her cheek, hitting the bald man's lap, as her tight back-door was ravaged without lubrication or mercy. After a bit, the bald man released her head, and Joanie gasped and gulped air and then began to relax. Her sphincter was very sore but loosening up and her gagging eased as she turned her attention to the thrill of having three hard cocks completely filling all of her holes. She began to move her body to their synchronized rythm and focus on pleasing and pleasuring her guests. As their grunts and thrusts continued she became aware of three sets of firm hands holding and directing her every movement. In time, she began to lose herself and literally become their fucktoy, completely sublimating her identity and existing for no reason other than to give them pleasure. As the moved inside her, cocks rubbing and pressing into both sides of her pelvic wall, strong rough hands wandered and groped her tits, belly, hips, thighs and ass. She got goosebumps from the constrasting and intense physical sensations all at once and everywhere.
Before long, she began to tremble as the waves of pleasure shook her like an low rumbling earthquake. She spasmed and shuddered in climax as the tremors grew, moaning softly as the three men held her tight and filled her with their cocks. Joanie moaned and wriggled as the three men enjoyed their slut.
The man using her mouth came first. He let go of her head and shot his load into her face as Joanie drew back to gasp a breath. She smiled as he grunted his pleasure, wetting her cheeks and lips with his hot sticky liquid. She returned her head to his lap and began to lick and swallow the sticky mess in his lap. Soon, the man standing behind her began grunting and pumping hard and deep, grasping her hips with both hands and pulling her back into him as he thrust. Jonaie sat up and pushed back against him as the man sighed loudly, pumping his load deep in her rectum. He then quickly pulled out, leaving a trail of cum on her ass and edge of the couch.
The man sitting beneath her gave two final upward thrusts and then, holding her hips still, began to pump his load into her pussy, with no motion other than the pumping and spasming of his organ inside her and the pounding of their hearts. When he was done, he grinned at Joanie and pushed her off his lap as he got up. All three men then quickly and silently dressed and walked out the door, without a word.
Sonny had watched entire episode from the chair across the room, arms crossed tightly, filled with conflicting emotion and deeply aroused.
As the door closed behind the visitors, Joanie returned to her spot on the couch, lying on her back, only now, she was wet, sticky and well-used. She smiled sheepishly to Sonny and lifted her legs above her head like a baby. Sonny laughted and moved tot he couch, where he commenced to lick clean the cum from her body; face, thighs, pussy and ass, with gusto as Joanie stroked his head and back. Afterwards, they retired to her bed and softly and tenderly made love.
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