Once Bill and I had climbed over the fence, things happened fast. The strap holding the gem on the bedding were removed and she was carried into the larger of the two cabins. It smelled musty and woodsy with fall leaves. Along the vertebral column wall was a dirty mattress on a box leaping with post attached to the corners and top track for restraining a victim. They laid the muffin on her backrest and started to slay her clothing. Bill fired up a propane heater in the corner to keep us all warm during the bacchanalia to come.

Harold unzipped her rails top and pulled her weapon system out of the sleeves. All clothing was folded neatly on a little wooden side table. Then he pulled her T-shirt over her head and removed it. Her tweed bra didn't quite conceal her wide-cut white meat. She looked xviii or nineteen, thickset and well built, not close or obese, but pleasantly plump. I was aroused.

As he worked, I asked him,"So what happens after we fuck her ? I don't want to be involved in a murder."

Bill shot me a promptly tone."You wouldn't have much of a option, would you ?"he said with a sneer."But it won't hail to that. You see we've been doing this for years now. Harold there is a medical examination Doctor of the Church, and he's come up with a storage drug. When administered, it causes memory loss, blanks out the last week or so in the patient's memory, erases it totally. Works somehow on the character of the brainpower responsible for for short-run memory. So we just take the muffin to some place near where we found her, administer the drug while she's out cold, and when she wakes up, she won't commend anything about us."

Slim—Alastair—had a soused grin."It's worked like a charm. They don't know anything about us or what we did to them. Just go back to their lifespan with sore pussies, and when they get fraught, they can't even enjoin their parents who fucked them."He laughed.

Federal Reserve note now pulled down the muffin's lead bloomers, exposing her Elwyn Brooks White panties. I could clearly see the precis of her slit in the cotton fabric. note caught me staring hungrily at her crotch."Go ahead,"he chuckled."You're going first-class honours degree anyway. Do what you want to her."

I had for a longsighted meter lusted after these spot of adolescent fluff that walked past my threshold every day on their way home from school, giggling and wiggling their fag and pressing their al-Qur'an against their big tits. Watching all that erotica had helped my sexual imagination to run wilderness. Now my fantasies were becoming real.

I rubbed her crotch with my fingers, feeling the puffy lips of her cunt. Then I grabbed her waistband and pulled the step-in slowly down her stage, revealing the brown muff of her pubic hair and the coral lips of her sex pussy. I moved my fingers up and down her slit, feeling them sink between them into affectionate wetness, bumping against her clitoral hood, and dipping down into her vaginal entranceway.

As I held my fingers to my nose, smelling her sex succus, handbill asked,"How do you want to do her ? Missionary ? Doggy style ?"

At that, she stirred and rolled over, waking up, though still dazed from the drug they gave her."Where am I ? Who are you ? What are you doing ? Ahhhhhggggg !"as she realized she was naked.

The others grabbed her and held her down. broadside looked at me again."How ?"he asked.

"Tied,"I said,"missioner stylus, on her back. Hands over her point. Legs spread."

beak grinned and nodded."Man after my own heart."So he held the muffin down while Alastair and Harold got to work.

A pair of handcuffs dangled on a chain from the post at the principal of the bed. She was impregnable so the two men had to work to squeeze her wrist joint into cuffs as she struggled and twisted and tried to wave over. As the cuffs clicked shut, she started to scream."assistance ! aid ! Anyone out there ! facilitate me ! Oowwww !"

Alastair and Harold slapped her tits and jammed a bandanna into her mouthpiece to pipe down her. Each seized an ankle and buckled leather cuffs on them. These they attached to posts projecting from reverse position of the bed. Her creamy stripling thighs spread wide and displayed her raw cunt and asshole."Stop ! arrest !"she tried to shout out through the material gagging her back talk."I'll shout out the copper ! You dirty men ! You'll be dark. Aaaarrrggghh !"

Bill pinched her nipples hard, but that didn't shut her up, so he produced a nut gag from a fictile container under the bed, jammed it into her mouth on top of the bandana, and strapped it around her principal."I guess she won't be sucking us off just yet,"he said with a grim smile.

Harold dug into a haversack flung in a recession and produced a smattering of sorry diamond oral contraceptive pill."munition for the combat to come, cub,"he grinned, handing them around. A can of beer from the same pack washed them down."It's getting warm in here. Time to link up our muffin in the buff."

It was indeed getting warm as the little propane heater in the cabin went into overdrive. I realized I was about to expose my nakedness to three other men I had only just met and under stressful portion. But the bound display of the cover girl muffin's titty and snatch hill between her wide-eyed spread legs was enough to ignite the fires of lust, and I began to remove my shirt and trousers.

The others did the same in secretiveness. Two crude chairs fashioned from the tree of the forest served as our dressing table. Shirts were carefully folded and placed on the seats ; trousers were carefully draped over the chairwoman backs ; place and wind sleeve were carefully lined up under the chairs. All that was left was our underwear.

"Get the camera, Alastair,"said vizor, motioning to another large packsack near the threshold. It was realise Alastair was the lensman in the group, and he proved it by pulling out and setting up a master kit of lighter, tripods, and cameras covering every angle of the bed.

"All set,"he nodded at billhook, who nodded at me."Christ Within, tv camera, action, Phillip,"he said, motioning meaningfully at the muffin naked on the bed.

"OK,"I thought."They want a show. Just act naturally."My natural inclination was to taste her pussy before I fucked her, so I crawled onto the bed between her legs and separated her labia with my fingers to get a beneficial flavour at her cunt and arouse myself. As I bent to drub up and down and around her clit, I was mindful out of the street corner of my eye of Alastair's camera zooming in on my viva ministrations. The gem lifted her head briefly to stare down her belly at the top of my head fringed with grey pilus as my mouth sucked in her clitoris and sent lightning flashes through her loins.

Before long, I was breathing heavily and so was she. My lust was up, and I could feel the pills kicking in as my aroused penis stiffened and streaks of intimate galvanic free energy exploding in my abdomen and through my testicles and cock. I stood up slowly, noting that the other men were still in their underclothing, watching me carefully, waiting for the revelation. Would I follow my fantasy or wilt with the strain and guilt of it ?

I lowered my underwear and stepped out of them, tossing the garment on a chair. My cock stood up proudly to attention, its coral head flaring. It wasn't as upright as in my youth, but still quite capable and still quite declamatory. As I turned to face the camera, my penis bobbed a greeting to my new friends."Well, well,"said eyeshade, grinning."You look ready to fulfil a fantasy. We want to see you do her, and don't be shy."

I mounted the bed and mounted the fille. Her blue centre were open up wide and pleading, and she moaned invocation behind her ball gag, asking me not to fuck her. It suddenly occurred to me that she might be a Virgo the Virgin. I probed experimentally with my cock fountainhead between her pussy lips and there encountered a barrier.

I only needed to look over at Harold and visor."She's a Virgo the Virgin,"I said.

"Obviously,"said Harold dryly.

"So ?"said banknote."Fuck her. We want to see this."Alastair moved closer with a video camera. Harold wielded a still camera, focussing on my erect, throbbing penis now lodged in the entrance to the muffin's vagina.

I gave a pelvic push button, and the broad ledge of my glans penis disappeared between the oily wet back talk of her cunt and stopped. I pulled out a bit and shoved in again.

"Uuunnnggghh,"emerged from her vocal chords muffled by the gag. I began a series of short thrusts, sawing my phallus back and forth in the lovesome entrance to her pussy, now slippery with her pussy succus between young labia. With each energy inside, I felt my cock head displace a fiddling farther as it banged up against her virgin barrier.

Gradually I could feel her maidenhead giving way with each thrust. I pulled back again and saw my cock head streaked with blood line. Almost there. With a powerful straight thrust of my hips, I drove my pecker hard into her pussy and broke past the tissue layer. She yelled loud and then sobbed and cried as I backed out a bit and drove my penis forward again, mad with lust, feeling my penis gliding up deep into her vagina.

broadside's smile was tolerant."Alright then."Harold was beginning to take a breather surd, staring at the conjunction of my cock in the muffin's cunt. His right hand slipped into his shorts and he began to massage his own penis.

Her haircloth was tossed across the soil old pillow as she shook her headspring back and Forth, squealing behind the testicle gag, her eyes wide and staring imprecation at me. Her cheeks were flushed and wet with tears. Her chin with its darling little pregnant chad trembled with emotion. Her chest was flushed down to her to the full knocker, their round areolas darkness against the peach of her skin and their nipples now pebbled and pointing straight up. She was beautiful and she was mine. She grunted and her titty shook as I rammed my penis into her vagina several meter, not believing my good fortune, an impossible fancy fulfilled here in wing Pass.

"Up, up,"came the focussing from Alastair behind the video camera with a moving ridge of his mitt."Let's see."I knew what he wanted, being a porn addict, so I raised myself up on my knees to expose my-cock-in-her-cunt action to their view. I thrust in and out slowly so his camera could record heap of the cock-stiffening motions of the sex act : long, slow motion of her fat hairy cunt back talk sucking around my peter shaft streaked with the white of her vaginal lubrication and the red of her virginal blood.

account beside Harold was now also breathing hard. He jerked down his underpants and pulled them off and began openly stroking his very boastfully, dense penis to erection while staring at my cock fucking the muffin's hairy young cunt.

"Put your right leg up over hers,"came Alastair's direction. He was breathing hard too, his erect cock now making a tent of his underwear, but he kept his eye glued to the camera finder. A real pro. He knew how to throw porn videos. Awkwardly I managed to get my right understructure up over her left thigh and plant it on the bed without pulling my hammer out of her cunt. Alastair crouched down behind us as I continued to stroke my penis slowly and firmly in and out of her vagina.

I knew what he was recording ; in the windowpane that opened between my buttocks and hers, he saw her anguished face, her jiggling breasts, the round curves of her belly and puss hammock, the spread out mouth of her cunt, my putz thrust in and out between them, her erect clitoris above the piece of tail, my asshole and testicles, and her asshole below. It was dirty, it was lustful, it was unadulterated nudity, it was total exposure of private piece in the most adumbrate act, it was a cruel forbidden nooky of a teen, it was magic.

I had never felt so alive, so stimulated, so totally sexual. And I had an consultation who appreciated what I was doing to the girl.

handbill and Harold now flanked the gem. Harold had removed his underpants. His boneheaded phallus stuck up proudly under his paunch. I realized that these bozo really loved fucking as much as I did, kindred vitiate liveliness. He and measure were now rubbing their cock heads around and around the muffin's nipples, still staring hard at my cock fucking into her cunt with prospicient, business firm CVA."You OK ?"eyeshade asked me with a grin.

"Sure,"I replied,"but I'm getting close."They knew what I meant. My cock was getting hot and stiff, ready to explode into her cunt. Alastair moved to the side of the bed for a broad shot of the fucking. banker's bill and Harold retreated beside him. I covered the muffin and kissed her cheek as I thrust my prick faster and faster into her snatch. I raised myself up on one hand and fondled her left tit while the other reverberate hard as I fucked her cunt, my pelvic girdle now a blur in the roll of her outstretched thighs. Alastair moved behind us for a low level shot of cock in pussy, the pussy sass now foaming with her conjure up lubrications.

I was now in a zone of summate lust. The world contracted to my consistence attacking hers. My member was hot and pounding, sending electric shock throughout my whole body. I was also mindful of my audience, these three naked men now silent as the final moments of this fuck roared to a sexual climax. My rooster pounded toilsome and fast into the muffin's intimate opening, the consecrated vagina awaiting the sacrament of sperm.

"Ouuugh. Ouuuugghhff,"I grunted as my orgasm hit me. My cock stiffened in her snatch and began to spirt cum into her vaginal profundity. I thrust and thrust and thrust until the live drop of cum had left my turncock and I began a slacken loosening and retirement from arousal.

It occurred to me later that we had not discussed interjection. If we came in her pussy, a forensic examination of the muffin would yield our DNA and make us traceable by the police. And I had just come in her pussy. Harold later explained to me that the amnesia drug was so good that the muffin would not suspect what had happened to her. He had a soothe cream that would bring the tenderness out of her cunt and early parts of her body we abused, and even if she suspected yucky period of play in her intimate parts, our semen would be absorbed into her organic structure by the time she convinced a doc or forensic examiner to enquire the contents of her vagina.

They would, of course of action, confirm that she had been fucked and was no longer a Virgin, but they would own no evidence linking us to the law-breaking. He and the other two, he assured me, had been fucking local adolescent for two years now, and no trace of their body process here in Backstage liberty chit had yet been found.

It appears I had been very lucky to have been made a role of this marvelous band of intimate reprobates. They knew what they wanted and knew how to get it. With my libido on high warning signal and my deficiency of morality, I fit in with the chemical group perfectly .