But it was Jonie who took her first. Jonie who drew her down to the bed and began kissing her and kneading her sensitive flesh squeezing the firm roundness of her milky-white tits and then her firm ass-cheeks as her mouth closed on the aroused nipples. And then as the voluptuous brunette moaned in mounting desire and with the promise of ecstasy, Jonie was moving lower, her hot, lashing tongue spearing into the dilating lips of Candy's hotly pulsing cunt. Just the darting touch of it blurred the image of the two lewdly-grinning cops who were awaiting their cue. Candy began to thrust her pussy forward in a lewd eagerness, rolling on the bed.
Then strong hands were turning her on her side, and Jonie was shifting to keep oral contact with her pulsating pussy. She was aware of Vance Dawson sliding into the bed, pressing his long, muscular body tight to her back. And then the hot pulsing tip of his cock was pressing between her quivering ass-cheeks as Jonie's skilled fingers spread them wide.
Candy barely groaned as she felt the huge bulbous cock head shoving hard and then popping through the tightly-clenched ring of her anus. What she had guessed was right-the first time was the roughest! Now she wanted all his long cock up her rectal passage, and she humped back, trying to pull it deeper into her straining body.
"Aaaaaauuuuuggggghhhhh!" she moaned as the thick cock-shaft slid upward, pushing waves of tender, resilient flesh before it. "It's so biiiiigggg!"
"Hurting?" the cop asked, stopping for a moment.
"Hurting… nice hurting," Candy mumbled, grinding her wide-stretched ass-cheeks back. "Deeper… fuck deeper!"
He began to stroke into her, a fraction of an inch farther each time. It felt like somebody was shoving a giant tree into her rectum, but Candy wanted all of it, wanted to feel his heavy cum-laden balls nestled in the crease of her ass-cheeks, have his thick virile cock-shaft pointing in and out of her cruelly-stretched anus. And then, with a mighty lunge, the lieutenant sank his rampant spear of flesh to the hilt. Candy screamed in shock, but her body responded, humping back to absorb all the rigid cock shaft of flesh that threatened to rip her apart.
She no longer cared, as she began to churn her hips wildly, feeling him ream and thrust in perfect rhythm, and his cum-heavy balls smacking the lips of her distended pussy even as Jonie's soft mouth sucked of her clitoris and her tongue teased it wildly.
"Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck, meeeee!" she chanted. Joanie lifted her head, her dark curling hair tumbling over Candy's quaking belly.
"Candy," she said softly, "it's only the beginning. Now we're going to sandwich you!"
Candy did not understand the term, but she didn't care. Anything they wanted to do with her was beautiful!
Abruptly, Jonie drew back, and into her place moved the sergeant Stanford, his long thick cock rigid and throbbing with an undeniable virility. He pressed in tight against her belly as Vance Dawson rammed wildly into her straining little anus. Suddenly she realized what Jonie had meant by "sandwich".
"I can't take both of you at once!" she protested.
"Sure you can, Candy. You'll love it, once they both get in," Jonie assured her.
Trembling in anticipation, Candy allowed her long trembling legs to be spread wide. Buried deep in the hot buttery depths of her rectum, the lieutenant paused and waited for his partner to position himself. Candy saw the blood-swollen head of his cock, and then it disappeared into the forest of her ebony hair, and she felt it pushing into the dilated, fleshy folds of her cuntal lips. She was flowing wet, but didn't see how she could take it. But she was sure the lust-driven cop would get it into her somehow, if he had to cut her open! She whimpered in pain and fright as he jerked his hips forward and his thick fleshy rod of cock flesh penetrated the outer lips of her pussy and centered on the opening of her cuntal channel. In abject resignation, she closed her eyes and awaited her fate.
"Now!" the lieutenant said. "Fuck her!"
Like a torpedo, his long rigid maleness plowed up into the very depths of her futilely clenching cunt. Candy screamed at the top of her lungs as she felt it tear into her, with only the thin membrane of her pussy and rectal passages separating it from the hot pulsating cock already deeply buried in her lewdly-stretched rectal passage. The two men locked their arms around her nakedly squirming body and held her immobile as she sobbed, and then gradually her tears ceased as she felt her violated young body stretching, adjusting to the dual impalement.
"In and out," the lieutenant said with a grin. "A one, and a two, and a three and FUCK HER!"
They began thrusting their thick rigid cocks in and out of her tightly clasping cunt and anus in perfect rhythm. Candy could feel the hugely virile cock staffs rubbing against each other deep in her belly. They began slowly, and then speeded their pace, never missing a beat. She was buffeted between them like a tennis ball, feeling Dawson's hard-muscled belly smack against the soft curves of her creamy ass-cheeks and then the sergeant's bony pelvis ramming hard against her pussy mound.
"Aaaaassuuuuugghhh… ooooohhhhh!" she cried, but the fucking went on relentlessly, one long hard cock ramming into her as the other withdrew, only to plunge again into the steaming depths of her trembling loins. Soon, the naked young brunette reached a peak where pain turned to pleasure, and her sensually quivering body wildly responded to the obscene double penetration, and she began to gasp, "Oooooh, Goooood! Fuck! Both of you fuck hard! Get your pricks way up in me! Fuck… FUCK MEEEEEEEE!"
The lust-crazed brunette could never have imagined anything like this. It wasn't the love she had vainly sought with Rick Benton. Now she realized she wasn't programmed for love. She was built to fuck! To be violated, humiliated, used by men! That was what she needed! Only through being completely subjugated could she find pleasure.
And now Jonie was moving in again, kissing her soft white tits, chewing and sucking the nipples, arousing her to an even higher peak. When Jonie shifted, pushing the sergeant's muscular torso out of the way and lowered her dark-haired cunt over Candy's gaping mouth, Candy urgently speared her tongue into the sweetly heated black depths.
Furiously the four figures strained, each giving and taking wildly. Her face smothered with the wet softness of Jonie's pussy, Candy Mullender felt herself cumming, and began to fuck with her cunt and ass and tongue, wanting them all to cum together.
She suddenly succeeded. She felt the two hotly throbbing cocks slam in unison up into her heaving belly and spurt their heated loads of sperm into her yearning body just as her own orgasm rippled like a killer-quake through her ecstatically trembling pussy. At the same moment her mouth was filled with the honeyed fluids flowing from Jonie's convulsing young cunt. She swallowed in an unending delight as her deep pussy and rectal muscles milked the two men dry. Finally, they lay panting together in a wild tangle of arms and legs and bodies.
Somebody – Candy was never sure who – passed around cigarettes and then made coffee, which was laced with brandy. They sat naked, their bodies smelling strongly of passion, and drank and smoked, and Candy was sure that her career would never skyrocket like her sex life, but she didn't care about that as much anymore, as long as she had enough cock to keep her satisfied, if she ever could!