Horny hostage

CHAPTER ONE

"Bambi, is it true what they say about you?" Arnold Crumley said.

He was a hillbilly.

"Now that all depends on what they say about me, Arnold Crumley," Bambi Starr said.

"I heard tell you do just about anything when it comes to sex."

"It is true, Arnold Crumley. I love to fuck and suck," she said.

"I heard tell that you would fuck and suck just about anybody."

"Now, what is it you are driving at, boy?" Bambi Starr said.

The backwoods nympho was giving Arnold Crumley that sex eye – the kind of eye that made boys go CRAZY – made then get bulges in their trousers and act all goofy.

"I was hoping you would want to get it on with me," Arnold Crumley said.

"Sure."

"Where you want to go to fool?" Arnold Crumley asked. The bulge in his trousers was getting bigger and bigger and bigger.

"Let's go down to the marrow beds over by the gravel pits."

"Okay, no one goes there since the swimming hole dried up."

"Yeah, it will be a great place for us to go and fuck," she said.

Arnold Crumley figured this had to be the luckiest day of his life.

"Ummmmmmm, I am going to have fun playing with you, Arnold Crumley," Bambi Starr said.

"You, you are?" Arnold Crumley stammered at the pretty girl nervously.

"Ummmmmm, I am going to sap y'all dry of your essential juices."

"Ohhhhhhh."

"What's the matter, do you feel a little ache in your balls?" she said.

"Yeah."

"Are your trousers getting a little tight, Arnold Crumley?" she asked.

"Yeah."

"It is going to be a long walk to the gravel pits, huh?" she said.

"I am going to be walking with a limp soon," Arnold Crumley said.

"Maybe we should walk a little bit faster," the girl said.

"You sound like maybe you are getting horny too," he said.

"Me? Ha! That's a laugh," Bambi Starr said, baring her teeth.

"I do not understand your humor, Bambi," Arnold Crumley said.

"I am horny twenty-four hours a day," Bambi Starr exclaimed.

"Oh. You are even horny in your sleep?" Arnold Crumley asked.

"I am even horny in my sleep," Bambi Starr said quite sincerely.

Arnold Crumley figured he was the luckiest man on the face of the earth. The hillbilly thought he had died.

Arnold Crumley thought he had died and had gone to Heaven.

It took what seemed to both Bambi Starr and Arnold Crumley like forever but they finally made it to the seclusion of the marrow beds.

It was a beautiful sunny summer day in the hills of West Virginia.

"Let's get naked."

"Okay."

They did.

"What do you want to do?"

"I have an odd request."

"What's that?"

"I – gosh, I cannot bring myself to say it," Arnold Crumley said.

"Go ahead. Remember, I'll do anything," Bambi Starr said.

"Would you let me stick my big toe inside your fanny?" he said.

"Huh?"

"I think you heard what I said," Arnold Crumley exclaimed.

"Yes."

"Well?"

"Ummmmmmmm."

"You sound like maybe you like the idea," Arnold Crumley said.

"I think it sounds like the kinkiest idea I have ever heard."

"Ohhhh, you do like it!"

"Sure. As a matter of fact, I can feel my asshole tingling, Arnold Crumley."

"Tingling?"

"Yes, it is tingling with sexual anticipation," Bambi Starr said.

"Wow."

"After all, Arnold Crumley, you have a very big, big toe. I can see that you have something else that is nicely sized."

"Are you talking about my cock?" Arnold Crumley questioned.

"I am talking about both your cock and balls," she said.

"After I lick your asshole with my big toe…" Arnold Crumley said.

"Goon."

"I want to fuck your cunt."

"With your toe?"

"With my cock."

"Ummmmmmmmmmmm."

"My cock is throbbing."

"How does your toe feel?"

"It is tingling, kind of."

"Mostly your toe is making your balls ache," Bambi Starr said.

"That's right."

"I know how it is with boys," Bambi Starr exclaimed happily.

"I'm glad, I'm glad to hear you are so understanding," Arnold Crumley said.

"What position do you want me in for the toe-fuck?" Bambi Starr said.

"Get on your back and lift your legs in the air," he said.

"Okay."

"Now reach down and pull your ass cheeks far apart," he said.

"Like this?"

"Oh God, your cunt and asshole make such a cute pair," he said.

Arnold Crumley could see both her pussy and bung throbbing.

"Stick your big toe in my mouth and let my lubricate it."

"With spittle?"

"Yeah."

"It is good that your toenail is short," Bambi Starr said.

"I always wanted to be prepared in case this came up one day."

"You are a good boy scout, Arnold Crumley. You are prepared."

Arnold Crumley put his toe in her mouth and she sucked it.

"Owwwwwwwwww, ohhhhhhhhhh, owwwwwwwww." Arnold Crumley said.

"Feel good?"

"Yeah!"

Bambi Starr sucked and licked at Arnold Crumley's toe together. "Ooooooooooh, ohhhhhhhhhhh, owwwwwwwwww!" Arnold Crumley said.

Arnold Crumley pulled his tongue out of her mouth and positioned himself en the earth so that he could put that wet and slippery big toe in between the cheeks of her ass. He pressed the toe against her bung.

"Yessss, it's okay," she said.

He pushed inside.

Deep inside.

"Fuck me with your toe," she said.

He reamed her hard and fast.

"Pull out of me now," she said.

Arnold Crumley obeyed her promptly.

"Put your toes in my cunt," she said.

He did.

"Put your whole foot in my cunt."

He did.

Arnold Crumley pushed his big foot against Bambi Starr's cunt until it opened like a gaping mouth and practically swallowed his foot. Arnold Crumley did not stop pushing forward with his foot until Bambi Starr's inner cunt lips were desperately gripping him at the ankle bone. Then Arnold Crumley pulled his wet and slippery foot ever-so-carefully out of her cunt and turned around so that he could get at that poontang with his cock.

He mounted her.

"Push in me," she said.

"My cock aches so bad," he said.

"Relieve yourself."

"I do not think I can hold my come inside very long," he said.

"It is okay, Arnold Crumley. Spill your come inside my cunt," Bambi Starr said.

He fucked her pussy hard and fast and splattered his steamy jism against the stretched rear wall of her pussy as her cunt spasmed with deep vaginal orgasm.

It was exactly forty-eight hours later. Bambi Starr was walking down South Road in her bare feet and cut-offs.

Coming the other way, with a fishing pole over his shoulder, was Billy Bob Phelan, his big mouth already grinning in the distance at the pretty girl. Bambi Starr liked Billy Bob Phelan well enough. After all, he was a guy.

"Hi, Bambi."

"Hi, Billy Bob."

"Whatcha doing?"

"Just wandering."

"Wanna go skinny-dipping?"

"Why not?"

"Let's go down by the creek?"

"You fishing?"

"I might, might not."

"I'll bait your hook."

"I thought worms grossed girls out."

"Nothing grosses me out, Billy Bob Phelan," Bambi Starr said.

"My friend Arnold told me about you and him," Billy Bob Phelan said.

"I figured Arnold did not know how to keep his mouth shut."

"Is all of that stuff Arnold told me true?" the young man asked.

"I doubt if Arnold is smart enough to make up anything wilder than what we did," the amoral female said.

"Wow."

They were down by the creek. Billy Bob Phelan set down his fishing rod.

"I see you are packing two kinds of rods," the girl said.

"What do you mean?"

"You have a rod inside your pants," the amoral female said.

"Oh yeah," Billy Bob Phelan said – and then he blushed brightly.

"Are we going skinny-dipping or what?" the amoral female said.

"Yeah, by all means," Billy Bob Phelan exclaimed happily.

Bambi Starr removed her top and her tits bobbed free in the sun. So white.

Nipples so red.

Off came her shorts. Bambi Starr was wearing no underwear. Bambi Starr liked the way Billy Bob Phelan was staring at her.

"Billy Bob?"

"Yeah?"

"You are staring."

"Yeah."

"You are staring with your clothes still on," Bambi Starr said.

"On, sorry," Billy Bob Phelan said, and he got naked quickly.

"That is a healthy cock you have got there," the girl said.

"Thanks. I think you could give a dead man a boner," he said.

"Yeah?"

"Fuck, yeah. I think you could make a dead man come, baby."

"I think we had better go swimming. The water is cool," she said.

"Are you trying to cool me off?" Billy Bob Phelan questioned.

"Only temporarily, Billy Bob Phelan," the amoral female said.

They splashed into the water laughing like innocent children.

They splashed water at each other. Then Billy Bob Phelan got out of the water fast and ran for Bambi Starr's clothes.

His cock stood at attention ridiculously before his loins as he did this and the country floozie could not help but laugh.

"What are you doing?" she said.

Billy Bob Phelan grabbed her cut-offs and held them to his face.

"What, the fuck are you doing, Billy Bob Phelan?" Bambi Starr asked.

"I am smelling the crotch of your drawers," the young man said.

"For God's sake why?" Bambi Starr asked, thoroughly confused.

"I want to find out what your cunt smells like," he said.

"You are SO silly."

"Why do you say that?"

"You are going through all of this trouble to smell by shorts when you have the real thing right here?" she said.

"Oh yeah…"

"Are you frightened?"

"A little."

"Why?"

"You are so experienced."

"And you?"

"I have none."

"I will teach you."

"Really?"

"Sure, Billy Bob Phelan. Come here and sniff my cunt," she said. Bambi Starr got out of the water and stood naked. Proud.

"Come here, baby," she said.

"All right," he said.

"Don't be shy."

"I'm not."

"Don't lie either."

"Sorry."

"Kneel before me."

"Oh, Bambi…"

"Kneel before me."

"Yes." He knelt.

"Sniff my cunt."

Billy Bob Phelan sniffed.

"Like that smell?"

"Oh God…"

"Do you like the scent?"

"Yes!"

"Do you want to taste me?"

"Yes."

"Eat my cunt."

"Can I?"

"I desire it."

"Munch my twat."

Bambi Starr felt him obey. Billy Bob Phelan made her come with his tongue.

Joey Valentine was an old friend of Bambi Starr's. They had fucked many times. They knew all about each other.

It was a Friday night.

A hot Friday night. "I want to fuck so bad that I can taste it," Bambi Starr said.

"Where do you want to go to fuck?" Joey Valentine asked.

"Let's go out in old man Potter's barn," the amoral female said.

"Okay," Joey Valentine said.

"We can do it in the hay."

"Sounds great."

They held hands as they walked quickly to the barn. Old man Potter had died and the place was abandoned. No one ever went there because it was too creepy. Except for Bambi Starr and Joey Valentine. They weren't scared of shit.

"Sure is dark," she said when they got into the hay in the back of the barn.

"We do not have to see anything. We have each other memorized."

"Just make sure you leave your clothes in a neat pile, so we don't lose anything."

"It's a good thing that we aren't wearing much in the first place."

They quickly undressed and found each other by the sound of their heartbeats.

"Ummmmm," Bambi Starr said as they pressed together and kissed.

"I love the way your tits feel against my chest," he said.

"I love the way your cock feel against my belly," she said.

"I want to take you from behind," Joey Valentine said eagerly.

"You want to fuck me doggie-style?" the amoral female said.

"We are behaving like animals…" the handsome young man said.

"That is true," Bambi Starr concurred wholeheartedly.

"We might as well fuck like animals!" Joey Valentine said.

Bambi Starr got on her hands and knees in the hay and Joey Valentine knelt at her rear. The nymphomaniac was purring.

"Give it to me…"

"Yeah, baby."

"Give me your cock."

"Here it is."

Joey Valentine shoved his prick into Bambi Starr's pink gash.

"Deeper!"

Joey Valentine shoved his big cock, all the way into her twat.

"Fuck me!"

Joey Valentine fucked her hard and fast until her inner cunt spasmed.

"Coming!" the amoral female said.