Chapter 9

Myra scrubbed her pussy on Jim's thigh, beside herself with desire. "Jim!" she whispered urgently. "Jim, fuck me, honey! Now!"

He lowered his knee and sat on his heels. Clasping her waist with his hands, he guided her downward until her cuntmouth rested on the dome of his cockhead. She knelt astride his lap, her back against his belly, and savagely drove herself onto the waiting cock. The head plunged inward, impaling her and ripping a cry of delight from her throat.

"Eeeyaghhh! Yes, honey, yes! Mmmmmm!" She plunged her ass onto his thighs and squirmed fiercely.

Jim tilted her forward, rising as her ass rose. She caught herself with her hands, bracing them in the sand and letting Jim mount her the way Soldier had mounted Bonnie. Jim gripped her tightly and began to slam against her butt. She groaned happily.

"Y'know," she muttered between blows, "I wouldn't let Rocky do it like this before. It was too undignified."

"Dirty, you mean." Jim's voice held a note that sounded as if he were leering at her. "Just plain dirty. Right?"

"Yes! Christ, yes! Dirty!" Today that was precisely what she wanted. The thrill of flaunting convention flamed in her with unquenchable heat. "Only dirty isn't the right word any more. Unh! Unh! Whewww! It's... not like... I always... thought! Oof, Jim, honey! Mmmmm! It's just doing whatever... whatever is fun! UNHHHH! POKE HARD, HONEY!"

She burned with eagerness. Her flanks ached and her cunt seemed aflame with the delicious plunging of Jim's cock. She surged against his blows, hungry for the brutal impact against her ass. Her nipples swung in jerky arcs she could watch by letting her head hang. Belatedly, she imitated Bonnie by dropping onto her forearms and letting the hard sand grains scrape her tits.

Jim's cockhead churned her guts as it plunged inward and then drew back. Every stroke drove her breath from her in an explosive grunt. She heard Bonnie's guttural cry when Soldier began dragging the slim blonde backward across the arena, but the sound served merely to heighten her own excitement. Only dimly did she realize that she had begged for this without bothering to retreat to more private surroundings. Her behavior was being displayed for Rocky and the others to study and remember, and she would never again seem prim or innocent to them.

But she was convinced that she would never again want that image. She loved the sweaty violence of this fucking and knew the blandness of their former relationship would not be satisfying again. With a silent thanks, she squirmed backward into Jim's vigorous thrusts and abandoned herself to the sightless whirlpool of sensation.

Angry objections burst from her when Jim jerked his cock out and released her. Like a bitch in heat, she continued for a time to weave her butt in the air and plead for his hard-on. But he seized her and pulled her to her feet.

"You're really turned on, baby!" he panted.

Her vision cleared slowly. She saw sweat running from him in broad rivulets, washing channels through the dust that had accumulated. Glancing down at herself, she saw the same kind of wet streaks on her own body and thrilled anew at the utter earthiness of their sex.

"God! Turned on? I'm all but turned inside out! For God's sake, get that cock into me again! Please, honey!"

"Come on, baby. Climb me!"

She swayed toward him and threw her arms around his neck. His hands clasped her asscheeks as she swung her legs up and clamped them around his waist. He pushed her hips back to let his cockhead lodge in her steaming curt, then jerked her onto it. With a sigh of fulfillment, she felt herself slide down the shaft to its base.

"I do like it better this way," she murmured, her face pressed to his chest.

She wriggled at the sensation of pubic hair tangling with pubic hair. Shudders of pleasure racked her as she rubbed her boobs on his body.

"Let me have it!" she panted heavily. "Pump, honey! FUCK ME!"

Jim swung her butt outward, then jerked her to him again. Catching his rhythm after the first few swings, she tensed her thighs to straighten her legs, then tugged savagely, stroking herself back and forth on the buried cock. Her excitement soared. Her legs worked at a frenzied pace. The friction between her thighs and Jim's hips seemed to scrape her raw, and their combined sweat stung her sharply. Above their whistling breath, she could hear the squeaking of their skin and the wet smacking of her pussy on his hard pubic arch.

The small of her back ached with the effort of her fucking and her arms trembled with the strain of clinging to the slippery neck and shoulders.

"God, hon!" she groaned breathlessly. "This is strenuous as hell!"

"Yeah!" Jim gasped. "A guy's got to brace himself good if he wants to keep you from knocking him on his ass!"

She slammed into him with extra force. "If I... knock you on... your ass..." she grunted. "If I do... it's going to... drive your... cock... right through the... top of my head!"

"Or break the son of a bitch off!" he retorted.

"Oh! Oh!" Her increased force had sent new waves of excitement over her and she felt herself blasting into orgasm. Her vaginal spasms seized her in distinct pulses, wave following wave with a deliberate, majestic rhythm. With each fierce clenching of her cunt on the hard cock, her belly muscles jerked taut and her legs clamped viselike on Jim's hips. Her arms tightened simultaneously, and she ground her cheek on his hairy chest.

Jim gasped audibly at her first convulsion. His fingers clawed at her buttocks and crushed them. His legs began to tremble. The base of his cock swelled abruptly and warmth pooled at the core of her belly. At the height of her orgasm, she rubbed her cunt in slow circles on him and felt him stagger. He groaned softly past her head, then dug his chin into the thick softness of her hair.

"Good God!" he muttered. "Feels like I'm sucking my balls into my cock and shooting them into you!"

"I... want... them!" she managed in gasps. "All of you! Every... damn... bit!"

"Greedy broad!" he hissed, then snorted heavily and yanked at her as if experiencing a climax.

As the intensity passed, she felt him sway. He took one step backward, as if to steady his balance, two quicker steps forward and to the side, and then crumpled toward the sand. Myra sensed his fall and rode with it. He landed sitting, but she had leaned away from his upper torso and stretched her legs along his body, her knees damped on his rib cage. His abrupt stop allowed her pussy to slam with unbroken force onto the arch of his pelvis. His cock was already beginning to soften, but she felt the savage jerk as it levered forward in her gut. Instinctively, fighting time, she twisted one leg to the side and then the other, extending them along Jim's legs and settling cozily on his fallen body.

"I've still got him!" she whispered triumphantly. "I've still got him in me, honey!"

"For all the good he's going to do you," retorted Jim. "Might as well have an empty sock stuffed up there!"

"Oh, nooo!" She snuggled. "He still feels alive, even if he did get soft. Mmmm! I'm greedy, honey; you said so yourself. And I don't want to give you up yet." She glanced across the sand. "See? Bonnie isn't loose yet, either. Soldier can't get rid of her."

Jim grunted with interest. Bonnie's head and shoulders rested on the sand, but her butt was still locked tightly to the uneasy dog's belly, and only an inch of his cock showed, the remainder buried deeply in the exhausted woman. Rocky was soothing Soldier, petting him and speaking gently to him to reduce the amount of dragging, but it seemed clear that no influence other than nature's would affect the situation.

Ward and Leanne had retreated to the lower bend of the wash, but they were in plain view. Leanne lay on her side, one leg extended in a continuation of the line of her torso, the other drawn tightly against her chest. She hugged her knee while Ward straddled the extended leg and pressed his belly against the black-haired woman's tightly curved asscheek. He pumped at her with measured strokes as if to prolong the pleasure. Leanne moaned softly, and foam flecked the corner of her mouth.

"Please, Ward?" she pleaded. "Please? I do want to come now. Fuck me hard, sweetie, please!"

Ward smiled fondly down at her. "You really want to wrap it up, puss?"

"Oh, God, sweetie! I'm going to melt if I don't!"

"Okay. Hang on!" Ward's hips withdrew, then flashed forward.

Myra saw most of his cock emerge from Leanne's cunt during the withdrawal, then watched it plunge from sight with the wicked thrust. Myra winced involuntarily, as if she had received the violent blow instead of Leanne. But Leanne's body surged abruptly, and the girl cried out in a hoarse voice.

"Jesus! JESUS, WARD! That's what I wanted! FUCK! FUCK WITH ALL YOU'VE GOT!"

Ward placed his hands on the upthrust hip of the woman beneath him and leaned his weight on them. His hips jerked ferociously back and forth. His cock plunged like a piston, and each blow jarred the curvaceous body sharply. Leanne's cries rang with delight. She bent her neck and caught at her knee with her teeth, yelling around it as the brutal fucking continued.

"Now! NOWWW! WARD, FUCK-FUCK-FUCK!"

Ward's eyes appeared to glaze. His fingers bit into the tender flesh. He ground against the squirming cunt and leaned forward. The twitching of his buttocks betrayed the eruption of semen. Leanne shuddered in closely-spaced bursts that could have been triggered by nothing other than her orgasm. She let go of her knee and pressed her leg fiercely against Ward's torso. He grunted and seized her ankle with one hand, raising and straightening the leg while straining even harder against her cunt. Leanne groaned more violently, her arms swinging along the surface of the sand and her fingers clawing at it.

"EEEEE! EEEYAIGHHH! WARRRD, HAAARRRD! Ummmm, yessss!" Slowly her contortions subsided and her arms went limp.

Ward released her leg. He fell forward over her and held her in his arms. Both panted for air, and Leanne turned her face.

"Kiss me, sweetie," she murmured. "Kiss me good."

Ward pressed his mouth to hers.

"She's affectionate after an orgasm," remarked Jim quietly. "Wants to cuddle like a kitten."

"That's what she reminds me of," replied Myra. "Or a real young bitch."

"Hey! Looks like Bonnie's coming unlocked."

Myra looked quickly. Bonnie appeared to hang a little lower, and even as Myra stared, the bulge on Soldier's cock came slowly into view. The next instant, Bonnie slid off the long cock and collapsed on the sand. Soldier backed away, dropped to his side, and began the lengthy process of cleaning and relaxing his turgid cock. Rocky gathered Bonnie into his arms and cradled her. Myra felt a momentary twinge of jealousy, but the sweaty warmth of Jim's body beneath her own reminded her that she had three men taking care of her instead of one, and she sighed contentedly.