Chapter 4. #3
Sheila felt a wanton shudder run up her spine as the tiny ring of Sharon's little brown anus was abruptly exposed to her view. She could even see the dark pink ridge of rubbery flesh expanding and contracting in the light from the fire.
Below it, she could see the man's wetly glistening tongue moving in the pink furrow of the quivering vagina. Suddenly it disappeared into the moistly clasping opening, driving deep into Sharon's hot little cunt.
Sheila was so caught up in the bizarre scene that she thought she, too, could feel the heated tongue slicing up between her inner thighs licking its hot way deep into her cunt.
Abruptly, their perverted lust began to take hold of her body also...
and she realized she was thankful for being hidden from their view, as an uncontrollable desire to touch her own body dominated her thoughts.
The dull burning sensation in the pit of her belly had become a raging flame of lusting need, and she opened the front of her coat, taking the hem of her dress to raise it up until it was gathered like an accordion above her large, pointed breasts.
With both hands, she lifted her brassiere up over the jutting mounds of flesh to cup them and pinch the tinglingly erect nipples between thumbs and forefingers. Not once did she take her eyes off the lewd sexual scene on the table in the clearing.
Sharon's head was bobbing up and down rapidly, her hand moving almost too fast to see along the glistening, hard cock in ever swifter strokes as she sensually swung her fully-fleshed buttocks in circles over the wetly probing tongue.
Steve was driving his tongue up into the moist channel of her hotly clasping pussy like a cat lapping milk, and his fingers began probing into the tight ring of flesh around the entrance to her rectum.
She wiggled her buttocks back against his fingers as if wanting to take them inside, and obeying her unspoken request, Steve suddenly plunged his long, outstretched middle finger into the depths of her rubbery asshole.
Sheila, eyes glazed over with lust, watched as his finger drove up to the second knuckle and began immediately to fuck in and out, sawing a counter rhythm to his flicking tongue.
The sight sent chills of pained excitement streaking through her own rectum, tingling like the fire in her loins and she released one hand hold of her breast to push the band of her white little nylon panties down over her ripely flaring hips.
Once the flimsy material was gathered at her knees, she kicked her legs out, anxious to have the panties all the way off. She wanted complete freedom of movement with her legs, and she spread them wide apart, leaving her love-starved pussy completely accessible.
She hesitated a moment, a familiar tinge of guilt crossing her consciousness for an instant, but she was already beyond the point of self-control.
Eagerly, trembling with a fiery need, she ran her hand up between her firm inner thighs until her fingers were pressing into the soft folds of her moistly heated vagina.
The silken pubic hairs were wet with her lubricating fluid, and the swelling mound of cuntal flesh pulsed hotly beneath the pressure of her hand.
Her fingers brushed electrically over the tiny hardened tip of her clitoris, and she gasped at the unexpected shock the contact brought. It was overpowering, and the guilt that flickered through her conscience was overcome by the agonized, terrible frustration of her need.
The sexual scene on the camp table was coming to a head, their combined motions and groans of pleasure seeming to permeate the night air, and Sheila, though apart from them, was also feeling the power of their sexual energy.
It surely had to reach climax soon, or so Sheila thought, and she too wanted to feel the exquisite heights of orgasm. But then, the scene before her was suddenly changing, as Steve, the man oral fucking Sharon's pulsating vagina, stopped his tonguing action and stood up.
Sheila remained still for a moment, fearing possible discovery, and she wondered what bizarre act Steve was going to perform next on Sharon.
He was stroking his hugely erect cock, each motion making the glowing purple head swell out even bigger, and Sheila shuddered, realizing he was pointing it directly at Sharon's wiggling backside.
Was he going to fuck her from behind, dog-style?
Sheila didn't know what to expect, but she saw that Sharon had slowed up her sucking and bobbing over the other man's cock.
It was as if she was waiting for Steve to get himself ready, and to Sheila it seemed to take forever...
while, in fact, he was behind her only a few seconds.
Steve casually dug his fingers into the crevice dividing Sharon's softly rounded ass-cheeks, and he spread them wide apart to expose her anus once again.
Sheila had seen him sawing his fingers in and out of Sharon's tightly puckered little rectum, and that had been arousing in itself, but suddenly Ray's new intentions were very, very clear.
His great thick penis was headed directly for the tiny crinkled ring of her anus! That little orifice was stretched wide open, quivering in eager anticipation between the distended cheeks of her full globular buttocks.
Without having stopped for a moment in her oral fucking of Don's mighty cock, Sharon raised her hips up higher as if to meet Steve halfway.
Sheila was horrified, frozen with excited fear as she watched him move his long, wildly throbbing penis up between Sharon's wide-spread buttocks. She didn't believe it was possible! Sharon certainly couldn't take such a huge pole into her rectum that way without being torn in half!
But, even as she stared in disbelief, the naked Mrs. Miller raised her head up from the thick, wetly glistening cock in her mouth, gasping out in staccato rhythm the words that Sheila was afraid to hear.
"Hurry... Fuck... My... Asshole! Let's all... cum... together..."
Sheila's mind was spinning with unbelieving horror as the words seemed to echo through the still night air. Nobody could perform such an inhuman, animalistic act, yet Sharon was actually begging for it!
Suddenly, Steve was shuffling forward, the blunt head of his penis madly pulsating as he placed it against the little aperture of her tight anus, and she seemed to be wiggling back against it as though hungry to have it ripping into her lust-crazed body.
Steve let the swollen, blood-filled head rest there for a moment, a deep purple and angrily throbbing knob between the gleaming white cheeks of her ass.
He was breathing hard now, his whole body nakedly trembling with vile excitement, but he held back either to torment Sharon as she subjugated herself before him, or to savor the thrill of her heated flesh expanding against the throbbing end of his long, hard cock.
Don, on the table, was just staring up at them, a lewd grin of aroused passion on his face, and Sheila thought he too was anxious to see the perverted sodomizing of her anus.
"Shove... Cock... In... My... Asshole!" Sharon Miller chanted around the lust-swollen penis in her mouth. She was squirming in her bent over position, trying desperately to wiggle her fleshy buttocks back onto the long cock poised against her hotly clenching little anus.
Steve was holding her hips firmly with both hands, and he responded to her request with cruel and sudden violence.
Sharon would have been sent sprawling across the table if Steve hadn't held on to her, and Sheila involuntarily cried out loud as she watched the thick blunted head of his wildly-throbbing penis plow with terrifying force into the narrow channel of Sharon's rectum.
"Aaaaagggghhhhh!" Sharon grunted around the thick rod of quivering flesh in her mouth, and she began bobbing rapidly up and down over Don's cock as if giving positive approval to this brutal assault on her anus.
Her muffled cry was loud enough to drown out Sheila's vocal groan, and they both grunted again as Steve hammered more of his thickly throbbing shaft into the raw, screaming funnel of hot anal flesh kneeling before him.
With terrified amazement, Sheila watched as the huge, blood-filled cock slowly skewered into the tightly clasping passage, stretching it impossibly wide as inch by inch it disappeared inside the elastic-like ring of rubbery flesh.
He drove it into Sharon's rectum its full length, deeper and deeper until his groin was pressing hard against the wantonly spread cheeks of her buttocks, and then he withdrew, faster, and began sawing in and out of her heated rectal depths, his pubic hair matting down and springing loose each time he humped against her defenselessly upturned ass-cheeks.
His semen-laden balls swung forward with such force they made a loud noise slapping against her moistly quivering vagina, and the sound reminded Sheila of her own passion-soaked cunt.
Steve fucked into the anus like a madman in a fit of insanity, and Sharon's head bounced up and down, her expression one of such lusting ecstasy that Sheila was filled with reluctant awe.
Stretched out on the table top, Don was still leering with a fixed, cruel smile, but he began to drive his wetly glistening cock up into the hungry depths of Sharon's madly sucking throat with harder and harder lunges.
Sheila tried to close her eyes, to block out the wildly depraved triple coupling, as she was shocked by the unwanted reaction that came from her own burning belly.
She began to shake violently as she listened to Don's obscene shouts for Sharon to "suck harder, you beautiful bitch.
Suck harder!" His lust-glazed eyes stared at the unnatural coupling of Ray's penis in Sharon's rectum, and he shouted his encouragements as if he could no longer hold back his orgasm.
"Harder... Faster... Fuck her harder... Oh, God, suck it baby! Suck it!"