The Hard Body Shop Clerk Ch. 12

Cori started gyrating and bucking her hips frantically. She was moaning in her sexy, whimpering style and, sure enough, her nostrils began to flare. John knew all the signs very well and knew she was very close. Without skipping a beat, he poked a fourth finger into pussy and lightly pinched her clit between his thumb and forefinger.

"Squeeze her tits hard, boys," John instructed. Both guys used both hands to squeeze her firm, meaty tits and held on tight as Cori bucked and writhed and finally climaxed. Her body shook and spasmed until she was done, then she slumped in John's lap.

"Holy shit!" Jack said. "That was the hottest thing I've ever seen."

"You ain't see nothing yet," John said, pulling his fingers from Cori's pussy. He stood up, holding her in his arms. She was completely limp, still breathing hard, her nipples still erect. "Once she gets going like this, she can cum over and over and over again. Chet, care to do the honors?"

"Hell yeah! Bring that little bitch over here."

John handed Cori to Chet, who instantly began fondling her all over. He laid her on her back across his lap and dug four fingers into her snatch, just as John had done.

"She's fucking on fire!" he said.

"Yeah, just keep that fire burning and she'll start wiggling all over again," John said. "Any volunteers to help with the tits?"

Naturally, everyone wanted to help, but two lucky guys were the first to claim possession of a tit and began kneading them like big balls of dough. Just as John assured, Cori's body soon came back to life, her hips churning and back arching again. Her eyes opened halfway, dully looking at the guys manipulating her body. Her pussy, which had never cooled off, was really beginning to cook.

"If she gets any hotter, I'm going to burn myself," Chet chuckled. He was finger-banging her harder and faster than John had done and was more mashing than rubbing her clit. Cori was thrashing about in total abandon. To help hold her down, one guy grabbed her ankles and held them while another guy grabbed and held her wrists. She was completely stretched out, exposed and being stimulated by what felt like dozens of prying, caressing, squeezing and invading fingers.

"Pump her good, Chet," one of the guys said. "Make that bitch cum again."

"Keep squeezing those titties, guys," Chet said. "I think she's getting close."

"Pinch her clit," John suggested. "That usually puts her over the edge."

Chet took John's advice, roughly smashing Cori's clit between his thumb and finger. She shrieked in a combination of pain and ecstasy, then rocked through another body-trembling orgasm. Sweat now matted her hair and ran between her breasts, while pussy juice trickled down her thighs. She was a well-fucked mess, and there was still more to come.

"Who wants to go for round three?" John asked, handing Cori to Tom Richards, who would have the honor of finger-banging her this time. Four more volunteers stepped forward, two holding her tits and the other two holding her wrists and ankles.

"Shit, you weren't kidding, Chet," Tom said. "Her pussy is on fire. Give me some ice."

John brought him a cup of ice and Tom picked up a cube and stuck it inside Cori's sizzling cunt. "I think it's going to take a lot more than one," he laughed, proceeding to push two more inside her. The sudden chill snapped Cori out of her stupor and she attempted to sit up and get the offending cubes out of her pussy. But the constraining hands held her down.

"Whoa, where you going, slut?" the guy holding her ankles said. "Just lie back and cum some more. We're not done with you yet, bitch."

Cori's smoldering pussy quickly began melting the ice and water began running out of her snatch. After the initial cold, the ice cubes inside her actually felt good. It felt even better when Tom added three fingers to her pussy, pushing the ice cubes even deeper inside her. The guys realized there was no reason to stop with her pussy and quickly applied ice cubes to her clit and nipples. The cold made them ache with hyper-sensitivity and she squirmed in discomfort and ecstasy. It was like being tickled too long — it felt so good it hurt.

The pleasure assault continued with the guys going through the entire cup of ice and starting a second. Cori's pussy melted cube after cube, but the heat never subsided. She was on fire and seemingly nothing could cool her down.

The guys removed all the ice cubes but continued to stimulate her clit, pussy and tits with their fingers. Tom was ravaging her cunt with four fingers while the other guys were teasing her nipples mercilessly. Cori was whimpering and bucking and begging for release.

"I think she's going to have a seizure if she doesn't cum soon," Chet observed. "Do that thing with the clit, Tom."

"I've got a better idea," Tom said. He removed his hand from her pussy and picked up two ice cubes. With one in each hand, he pinched her clit between the two cubes. She bucked and writhed, her third orgasm starting in her pussy and ripping through her nubile body. The guys stood back and watched her tits bounce and jiggle as she spasmed and came in a captivating series of jerks of twists.

"Those are better moves than I've ever seen in a porno or a strip club," one of the guys observed. "What an amazing body!"

"Well, the fun's not over fellas," John said, picking Cori up out of Tom's arms. "I believe a couple of you haven't had the pleasure yet, and I'm quite certain she's got at least one more orgasm in her."

He handed her to Paul, a heavyset construction worker in his mid-40s. He was the strong, silent type and he had huge, thick, very powerful hands that promised to do wonderfully exciting things to her delicate pussy. "Have at it, my friend," John said.

Again, four other guys stepped forward to handle the wrists, ankles and tits. But Paul gave them different instructions in this time. She was on her back in Paul's lap, but they lifted her legs and put them up over her head. There was still a guy assigned to manipulating each tit, but now there was only one guy handling the wrists and ankles. The fourth guy now was in charge of her ass, while Paul maintained custody of her pussy and clit.

"All right guys," Paul said, "let's make this one the best one yet for this hot little slut. Fellas, tweak those nipples and squeeze those tits, but don't bruise 'em. Slim, hold on tight to those arms and legs — keep 'em out of the way. Meeks, I want you to squeeze her ass, spank it a little, but not too hard. And, I think since her ass is so hot, maybe we should try some ice inside there, too."

John brought over a large bowl filled with ice. Meeks, an electrician in his mid-30s, squatted down next to Cori's ass. Meeks grabbed two handfuls of well-rounded, tanned and toned ass, enjoying the feeling of her smooth skin on those firm globes. Meanwhile, Paul was taking full advantage of his opportunities with her pussy. After rubbing her moist pussy lips for a while, he used both hands to spread her pussy wide open. He hooked a finger inside each pussy lip and pulled her cunt open, revealing her hot, pink fuck tunnel.

"Look fellas," he said. "I can see all the way to her stomach." Meeks did the same thing with her ass, opening the dark hole as wide as he could. Cori bucked her hips in discomfort as the men gave her a crude but thorough physical, but the four men maintained full control of her body. Their explorations were just beginning.

"Here, let me try something. I saw this on a porno once," Paul said. "Hold that asshole open, Meeks." Meeks kept it open and Paul kept Cori's pussy open with his left hand. Then, he inserted his thick middle finger into Cori's ass and poked upward from the inside until he could see the outline of his finger denting the tender pink walls of her pussy. Cori squealed and squirmed, but Paul only drove his finger into her flesh harder.

"Better keep her quiet," Paul said, noticing a few neighborhood lights turning on.

"I'll handle that," John said. He replaced Slim holding Cori's ankles and wrists and straddled Cori's face. He stuffed his cock into her mouth. His balls were squished up against her nose, making it tough for Cori to breath. "This will keep her quiet for you. Now, go ahead fellas. Make her cum again. Slim, why don't you handle her clit while Paul plays with her ass and pussy." John didn't fuck her throat really, mostly just standing there, holding her legs and arms and keeping her mouth gagged with his cock. Naturally, the feel of her warm, wet tongue on his cock kept him good and hard, but he wasn't concerned about cumming right now. He wanted to watch Cori get off again.

Slim knelt down next to Meeks and pinched Cori's hard clit between his fingertips. Meeks was still holding her ass wide open and Paul was still using those incredibly large, powerful hands to poke and pull at her openings. Still holding her cunt open, he instructed Slim to drop an ice cube in. Then another. Cori shivered and trembled.

"Now put two in her ass," Paul said. Meeks held her ass open and Slim dropped two cubes into her ass. Then both Paul and Meeks let go, letting her orifices snap shut, trapping the cubes inside her.

Paul rubbed and stroked her pussy while Slim maintained his grip on her clit and Meeks rubbed and lightly spanked her ass. The other two guys continued to squeeze and bounce her tits and John kept his cock lodged in her throat. There was barely an inch of Cori's body that had been left unattended.

The ice cubes inside her were driving her crazy. The intense cold was uncomfortable, yet somehow pleasurable. And the massaging, probing hands were extremely pleasurable. Even the familiar scent of John's balls and the taste of his cock was a turn-on. Never had so many men spent so much time pleasuring her like this.

Just as Cori continued to be worked into a frenzy, so did the guys. They got progressively more aggressive and adventurous, their inhibitions about exploring and playing with her body completely gone. They still respected her and John and wouldn't hurt her or try to engage in actual intercourse, but they knew now that just about anything else was fair game. They were having as much fun making her cum as she was getting off.

"Hey, guys, check this out," Paul said. He spread her pussy open again and reached four fingers deep inside her, bringing out the half-melted cubes. "John, she's been slobbering on your cock for a while now. How about we give her a little thirst-quencher?"

John understood and removed his cock from Cori's mouth. "Keep that mouth open, sweetheart," Paul said. He put both of the ice cubes in her mouth. "That's it," he said, "slurp that pussy juice right off there. Feel it run down your throat. Swallow it and mix it with that belly full of cum."

Cori sucked on the ice, tasting traces of her own pussy as the ice melted and the liquid ran down her throat. As she finished swallowing the last of it, she felt Paul spreading her ass cheeks and pulling her asshole back open. Just as he had done with her pussy, he delved his fingers inside her, scooped out the ice cubes and held them over her mouth.

"Now, are you ready to show us just how nasty you are, bitch?" he said. "Open up and taste your own ass." She opened her mouth and he dropped both cubes, which only seconds before had been deep inside her rectum, into her wet and willing mouth. Cori was so horny, so rabid with lust and rattled by her multiple orgasms that she would have submitted to almost anything. She didn't hesitate at all to suck on the cubes, tasting her own ass while the guys told her what a dirty slut she was. They spoke in such excited, respectful tones that she couldn't help but be flattered, even though she knew she should probably be ashamed or disgusted.

"Yeah, that's it, eat it, slut," Paul said. "How's that ass taste, you nasty little bitch?"

"What a fucking nasty, hot little whore," Meeks said, quickly stuffing two more ice cubes into her pussy, then two more into her ass. "Warm these up, bitch, then we'll feed them to you, too!"

"Damn, she's got cum, pussy juice and her own ass juice in her belly now," Slim marveled. "I bet she'd swallow my piss and shit if I wanted."

"None of that," John interjected. "Cori's a lady and should be treated with respect." He paused, then to show he wasn't too serious or angry, added, "a hot, fucking slut of a lady, true, but a lady just the same." Everyone laughed but at the same time agreed that Cori was far above any such disgusting or deviant behavior. She might dress slutty, but she was a classy girl who everyone liked and respected; nothing was making them happier than to see her cumming and in a perpetual state of ecstasy.

After a few minutes when melting ice began to drizzle out of her ass and cunt, Paul again reached inside her to retrieve the ice and place it in her mouth. "Lick it up, slut," he instructed. Paul then slammed his huge hand back inside her cunt, which was still burning hot, the ice having had very little cooling effect. Meeks held her ass open again and Paul inserted two fingers into her ass. He could feel his fingers stroking her pussy through the thin wall separating her asshole and her vagina.

The double penetration caused Cori to gasp and moan, even with the melting ice cubes still in her mouth. "Better give those ice cubes a cock chaser," Paul laughed. John pushed his thick, erect cock back into her mouth, feeling the cool ice cubes slide against his shaft before finally slipping down her throat. As before, his primary intention was to keep her quiet, not to receive a blowjob. But in her frenzied state, Cori began sucking and slurping on his cock in earnest. It was far from her best blowjob technique, but so intense was her desire and desperation that it seemed like she was drawing life-giving air or nutrition from his cock. Never before had she sucked him quite so hungrily. John couldn't keep his balls from churning up a fresh batch of cum, and he didn't want to. If she wanted his cum so bad, he'd gladly give it to her.

John started aiding Cori's rabid efforts by pushing his cock deeper and deeper into her throat, giving her face a good hard fuck as his balls slapped and mashed against her nose and eyes. This seemed to excite everyone else, as well. Paul kept manhandling her twat and ass with his powerful hands and Slim and the other guys were twisting, squeezing and tugging on her nipples and clit.

Cori came with less warning and even more intensity than before. She spasmed and bucked and Paul just kept hammering away at her holes while Slim teased her throbbing clit.

"There she goes, boys!" Paul yelled.

"Don't stop," John instructed. "Keep going. See how long you can keep her cumming."

They never let up, and Cori's orgasm lasted for nearly a minute. As her spasms subsided, John put the capper on, filling the mouth of the girl more than 30 years his younger with another hot load of warm, sticky spunk. Cori hungrily swallowed it all and kept sucking his cock until it finally fell limply out her mouth. John let go of her legs and Cori sprawled limply across Paul's lap. Paul gently rubbed and cupped her pussy as it gradually stopped convulsing.

"She's still on fire, boys," Paul said. "Reckon she's got more in her, John?"

"I think so," John said. "Let's break out the heavy artillery. Keep her warmed up — I'll be right back!"

Paul and Meeks kept rubbing Cori all over, focusing, of course, on the most fun areas — her pussy, ass, tits and thighs. She wasn't squirming or convulsing at the moment, but her nipples were still rock hard, her clit was still at attention and her pussy was still hot and dripping. The hot blonde sex toy was far from done, and the guys intended to make her keep cumming harder and longer until she had nothing left to give.

John returned moments later carrying a duffel bag filled with a variety of lotions and sex toys. There were dildos of varying sizes, including some monstrously large ones, vibrators, butt plugs, ball gags, anal beads and balls, leather straps, handcuffs, and more.

"Shit, where did you get all this stuff?" Paul asked.

"You'd be amazed at the deals you can get at the porn shops when you walk in with a 22-year-old blonde wearing nothing but a thong," John said. "They just start handing you things for her to try right there in the store. Well, once you've had a 12-inch dildo up a girl's cunt, you can't hardly re-sell it, now can you? So, we go in, try a few things, put on a little show for the clerk and any lucky customers, then walk out with lots of almost free stuff. So, I've built up quite a collection. Dig in fellas. She likes all of this stuff, so don't be shy. Try whatever you want and let's get her off a few more times."

"I would love to shove this up her ass," Paul said. He was holding one of the firm, rubber dildos that was 12-inches long and as thick as his wrist.

"Go for it," John said. "Lube it up and shove it in up there."

"How about some of these in her cunt?" Tom said. He had a string of large metal balls meant for insertion into ass or pussy. They had smaller metal balls inside them that made them feel like they were vibrating.

"Go right ahead," John said.

"How about the ball gag to keep her quiet?" Buck asked.

"Strap it on," John said.

"She doesn't mind the nipple clamps?" Slim asked.

"Nope. Snap 'em on there. She'll squirm, but she loves it," John said.

"She's getting a little dry," Jack said. "Mind if Tucker, Chet and I rub her down with some more oil?"

"Not at all," John said. "We're outdoors. Make as big a mess as you like."

They decided it would be best to do the oil first, so they laid Cori down on her stomach on the deck and dumped an entire bottle of oil onto her back. Then, Jack, Tucker and Chet rubbed it all over. They focused on her ass and between her thighs, of course, pouring and massaging massive amounts of slippery oil between her ass cheeks and into her asshole. They turned her over and dumped another bottle onto her tits and stomach. She was even more fun to play with turned this way, and each of the three guys was given his fair share of time to fondle her tits and pussy. There were copious amounts of oil coating every inch of her body, particularly her tits, her firm thighs and soft, pink pussy lips.

Oil-soaked fingers eagerly invaded her ass and pussy repeatedly, lubricating and stimulating her at the same time. Oil was literally dripping off her and collecting in pools on the deck or oozing through the spaces between the boards. Cori, who was still wearing her heels and with her stretched and soaked suit still clinging hopelessly to her body — long since pulled away from the areas it was designed to cover — rolled and squirmed in pleasure as the warm, strong hands massaged and probed her body.

"This bitch just never cools off," Jack said as he dug into her pussy with three fingers. "If this cunt was any hotter I'd need thermal gloves to keep from getting burned."

"Well then step back and let the big guns handle her," Paul said, stepping up with the 12-inch long dildo. "I think you boys have had your fun. Time to give this slut a good hard reaming right up the ass."

Jack and the other guys reluctantly moved aside and made way for the guys with the toys. They made Cori get on her knees and elbows on the deck, then each took their positions. They agreed that her extreme arousal, combined with the extreme nature of these toys, might cause her to get a little loud, so the ball gag went in first. Buck put the bright blue ball in her mouth, wedging it behind her teeth and strapping it tightly in place around her head.

"Bitch'll be quiet now," Buck said. "She can't scream, so make her cream."

"This is going to be all about feeling," John said. "So let's give her a blindfold, too." He peeled off the oil-soaked bathing suit, wadded it into a thin, makeshift rope and wrapped it around her head, covering her eyes. Blindfolded and gagged, she was even more at the mercy than ever. The idea made cocks hard and her pussy flutter.