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 THE HARD BODY CLERK'S NEW BEGINNING BY DL SLOAN

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   CHAPTER EIGHT: DIRTY DANCING

   Cori and Norm emerged from the house to find that the guys had finished
the deck, cleaned up their tools and had changed into their swimsuits. 
They were all swimming in the pool, cooling off from their hard day's work.

   "Well, you guys do amazing work," Norm said.  "Thank you so much.  You
guys enjoy the pool and we'll start preparing your dinner.  By the way, do
you approve of Cori's attire for the evening?"

   He had her turn around slowly, letting them get a good look from all
sides.  She was wearing a hot pink wraparound lycra skirt that Norm had
made her pull up to just under her belly button.  The effect was that the
bottom of the narrow skirt came only to the midway point of her ass cheeks
and to the very tops of her thighs.  Beneath the skirt she wore a matching
hot pink g-string that went between her ass cheeks with a triangle of
fabric covering her pussy mound.  On top, she was wearing a white lycra
tank top with a deep, rounded neckline that revealed ample amounts of her
cleavage.  Her hard nipples, still being stimulated by the gold rings,
stuck out sharply, their rigid shape clearly evident through the fabric.

   She also wore clear stiletto heels and a rhinestone choker that said "I
Love Cocks." Her golden hair was down and she wore pink lipstick that made
her lips look even fuller and more moist than usual.

   A couple of the guys whistled their approval, but Crisp jumped out of
the pool and went over to her.  "This is nice," he said, "but may I make a
couple modifications?"

   "Of course," Norm said.  "This is your show.  You call the shots. 
Remember, lap dances for Waters, Benson and Cho first, then you, Cruz and
Sanders get all-access for an hour."

   "Got it." Without another word, Crisp yanked Cori's top down so that her
tits stuck out through the top opening of the tank top.  The tank's straps
over her shoulders made the top press against the bottoms of her breasts,
forcing them to sit up even higher and stick out even further than usual.

   "Nice touch," Norm acknowledged.

   Crisp grabbed a box-cutter from the tool kit and, gripping the bottom of
Cori's skirt on one side, sliced a semicircle up to the top band of the
skirt just above her ass crack and then down to the bottom on the back of
her other thigh.  He did the same on the front, the result being two huge
sections cut out of the front and back of the skirt, leaving her g-string
covered ass and pussy completely exposed.

   "Big improvement," Norm said.

   Crisp slapped Cori's bare ass and said, "Go on, now, babe.  I'm getting
very hungry."

   Cori and Norm prepared a feast for their guests, complete with big,
juicy steaks, ribs, grilled vegetables, salads, rolls, ice cream, two pies
and a cake.  They furnished beer and wine and Cori pushed the dining room
table out onto the deck and set six chairs around it.  Norm would be in his
wheelchair and she would be serving, so she didn't need a seat.

   Cori couldn't help but notice the guys as they got out of the pool and
gathered around the table.  They were all wet and shirtless, wearing only
their swimsuits, revealing their broad, muscular chests and arms, their
rippled abs.  She was impressed.  She loved her guys at the shop, but these
guys were superior in terms of looks and condition.

   She served all of them, bringing over slabs of meat and setting dishes
of vegetables and rolls on the table.  Enjoying their prize for the
evening, the guys openly groped her as she leaned over the table or walked
past.  They grabbed her tits, pulling on the hard nipples and they
playfully slapped at her ass.  From time to time, a hand would dig between
her thighs, exploring her hot twat for a few seconds before pinching her
ass and sending her on her way to get another beer.

   The beer was all in a cooler next to the table and to get it, Cori would
bend over slowly at the waist, her legs straight, her ass sticking high in
the air while she dug through the ice, trying to find the coldest beer at
the bottom of the cooler.  No wonder every time someone asked for another
beer, the others applauded.  It was a show-stopping performance every time.


   "What are you gonna eat, sweet thing?" Benson asked as Cori brought him
another steak.  He put his hand on her ass and dug his fingers roughly
between her thighs.

   "Well, the food's all yours," Norm said.  "But she'll eat whatever you
want to feed her."

   "Really?" Benson said, raising an eyebrow.  "She likes to be fed, huh?
Do you like steak sweetheart?"

   "Yes," Cori said.

   "Well, here you go." Benson held out a small piece of steak between his
fingers and when Cori opened her mouth he put the meat and two fingers
inside her mouth.  Taking the cue, Cori sucked the meat out of his hand and
then licked and sucked on his fingers, teasing them the same way she would
a cock.  Only when he pulled his fingers away did she chew and swallow the
meat.  "Damn," Benson said, rapidly tugging down his swimsuit.

   "Here," he said, "have another piece." He put a small piece of steak on
top of his cock head and offered it to here.  She knelt down, looked up at
him and moved in, taking his cock and the meat into her mouth in one smooth
motion.  She sucked on the meat and his cock, drawing the juices from the
steak and letting them trickle down her throat while Benson's juices
percolated in preparation for their own journey down Cori's gullet.  She
sucked him for a few seconds, then pulled back.

   "Hey, where are you going, babe?" Benson said.

   "Meat's gone," Cori smiled, turning and walking away toward the grill.
The guys loved it, laughing and making jokes at Benson about how he didn't
have enough meat for her.  Benson laughed right along, taking the ribbing
good-naturedly.

   "Well, at least I had some to give her," Benson laughed, "while the rest
of you sat around chewing your own meat."

   "We'll see about that," Cruz said, standing up and dropping his shorts.
He dipped his cock in a glass of wine.  "Are you thirsty, Cori?"

   "Parched," Cori smiled, turning back around and dropping to her hands
and knees.  She crawled toward him slowly, panting "water, water" like many
a movie scene with a character crawling through the desert.

   "Here's your oasis," Cruz said, wagging his cock at her.  It was wet
with wine and glistened in the fading sunlight.  Cori stopped just in front
of him, looked around the table, making eye contact with everyone there,
winking at Norm, then slurped Cruz's cock into her mouth with the gusto of
a hungry dog chomping on a treat.  She quickly licked the wine from his
cock and kept right on sucking until he pulled out.  "Better get you a
refill, you thirsty slut," Cruz said.  He poured more wine on his cock,
then aimed it back at her face.  He repeated this three more times until he
was on the verge of cumming, then decided he better stop and wait for his
hour of fun later.

   Before Cori could stand up, Waters announced it was time for desert. 
She crawled over to him and he presented her with a pair of big round balls
that he had completely covered in icing from the cake.

   "Mmmm, my favorite!" Cori squealed.  "I love frosted chocolate balls!"
She stuck her tongue out and lapped at the icing, noting how the man's cock
twitched at the slightest contact from her tongue on his balls.  She dipped
her head between his legs and came at his balls from below, putting her
tongue at the base and licking a clean stripe all the way to the base of
his cock.  Then, she sucked each ball into her mouth separately, removing
large chunks of icing which clung to her lips like three-day-old cum.  She
paid special attention to the base of his balls where she knew it was very
sensitive.  She felt his hard cock rubbing against her face, the soft head
pushing against her forehead or eyelid or even sliding through her hair.

   When she finished licking his balls, she looked up and Waters was
smiling, holding a cherry plucked from one of the pies.  He dropped it on
top of his cock, all the way down at the base and just nodded.  She knew
what to do and started working his cock into her mouth, letting inch after
inch pass into her throat as she steadily closed in on the juicy cherry. 
"She's bobbing for cherries, boys," Waters announced, looking down, always
excited to see his cock disappearing into the mouth of some hot babe.  Of
course, not many deep-throated so well, so willingly, but there was no
stopping this slut.  She just kept going deeper and deeper, even holding
his cock in her mouth while she sucked the cherry in and swallowed it.

   He nearly shot his load right there, but pushed her away, wanting to
hold on until the festivities after dinner.  "All right, is everyone done
eating?" Crisp asked.

   "What's the matter, skip, got a hot date?" Sanders asked.

   "As a matter of fact, I do," Crisp said, squeezing Cori's breasts. 
"Now, I believe you boys are going to warm her up for me.  I'm getting a
little warm already, so I suggest you get on with it."

   Norm started a CD that included a mixture of high-energy hip-hop, sultry
R&B and slammin' rock `n roll.  Cori took her place on the raised stage in
the corner of the deck, grabbing a hold of the stripper pole and twirling
around it a couple times to get the feel of it.  It felt sturdy and ready
for action.

   She had no routine, but she leapt into it with gusto, spinning around
the pole, climbing up it, hanging upside down, wrapping her tits around it
and licking it up and down like a giant cock - all more or less in time to
the music.

   The sun was all the way down now and Norm looked around the
neighborhood, trying to see if anyone was looking out their windows.  He
didn't see anyone, but again, most of the houses were single-stories.  He
knew his neighbors had to at least be hearing the noise.  He hoped they
wouldn't get any complaints about noise.

   As Cori's routine continued, she completely discarded her top and
stripped off what was left of her skirt.  She teased her pussy - and the
guys - by rubbing her g-string back and forth between her legs and grinding
her cunt against it before kissing it and tossing it to Crisp.

   Now she danced with only her heels on, her long hair flowing around her,
her tits remarkably firm and steady, jiggling and bouncing in unison.  Norm
tossed her a bottle of baby oil and she proceeded to pour it over her body,
starting between her breasts and letting it cascade over her knockers,
across her flat stomach, between her thighs and down those long legs.  She
stood with her legs straight and bent halfway over, her ass pointed to the
guys.  Looking over her shoulder, she dumped a third of the bottle on her
ass, covering both cheeks and the inviting area in between.

   She tossed the bottle aside and lay on the deck, rubbing the oil all
over her body until she was completely covered, slick and shiny and very
well lubricated.  "I think it's time for a lap dance," Benson said.  Like
the other guys, he was sitting in a wooden Adirondack chair with a reclined
back and wide arm rests.

   Cori approached him, eyes glazed over, a smoky, sultry look on her face
now.  She was no longer a shy, innocent schoolgirl or a playful, naïve
tease.  She was in full character as a hot, lusty sex toy who knew exactly
what she was doing, what she wanted and how she was going to get it.  It
was that ability to change personas that made Cori so unique.  Norm was
amazed at the transformation.  She deserved an Oscar, not because she could
role play, but because she could make you believe she was exactly the way
she was acting.  He wasn't sure who the real Cori was - innocent babe,
friendly tease, naughty exhibitionist or cum-loving slut - but he was
beginning to think the real Cori was actually all of them rolled into one.
She was too convincing in each role not to be.

   Right now she was working hard to convince Benson that he needed to cum.
And it was working.  He had removed his swimsuit and she was now laying
naked across him, her oil-slicked body rubbing up and down on his, her hard
nipples poking against his chest, her legs rubbing against he cock.  She
was writhing and moving with the musical beat, but she had stopped hearing
the music a long time ago.  She was lost in her own world, a world of
movement, touching, firm hands, firmer penises and wet, needy pussy.  She
had completely lost all sense of inhibition.  She was no longer trying to
put on a show.  She just wanted to please and be pleased.  She wanted to
build each of them up until they could stand it no longer, then she wanted
them to fuck her with the same kind of fury and passion she felt deep
within her.

   She felt Benson's hard cock sliding around between her thighs and she
wanted him inside her.  She shifted her hips and spread her thighs a little
wider, then slithered in his lap until she felt his cock slip inside her.
He was so hard and she was so wet that it was almost accidental, but once
he was inside her, there was no turning back.  He grunted and grabbed her
hips, thrusting himself into her while she pressed hard against him,
straining to keep as much of his cock inside her as she could.

   There were comments like "Work that pussy, old man," or "Save a piece of
that for me," but Cori was blocking it all out.  The world consisted of
nothing but her body and his cock right now and she was using it and
playing it for all it was worth.  She was wriggling her hips, twisting and
pushing, working his dick into different areas, scratching various itches,
priming herself for a massive orgasm.  It didn't cum, however, as Benson,
despite his best efforts, was unable to hold out any longer.

   "Not in her pussy," Crisp yelled at the last minute.  "Don't want no
sloppy seconds --- or sixths."

   Trying hard to obey his boss, Benson pushed Cori off him roughly.  The
combination of his push and her slick body sent her sliding off the chair
and onto the lawn.  Benson jumped up and stood over her, pumping his cock
until jets of stringy white jism spurted out, landing on her chest and
stomach, sliding off her oil-slicked body and dribbling onto the grass.

   A round of applause followed, but Cori was still in her zone, still on
fire, ready to cum.  She got on her hands and knees, looking hungrily at
the circle of cocks around her, glancing only at the faces long enough to
select her next target.  Waters.  She knew the older black man was one of
the lap dance recipients.  She didn't ask his permission, but slowly
crawled toward him, pulling herself up on his chair and sliding on top of
him.

   "Suck it first," Waters said, pushing the top of her head and sliding
her down his body.  She sucked and licked with a fervor even she seldom
demonstrated.  She wanted his cock to be so hard, like a big beam of steel
driving into her.  When he was about to that point, Waters grabbed her hair
and pulled her back up his body until she was straddling his shaft.  She
drove her hips down, taking his cock into her and riding him hard.  She
ground her hips against him and moved in small, fast circles.  She put her
hand between her legs and pressed against her clit while Waters squeezed
her tits like a pair of stress balls.

   "Split her open!" Sanders cheered.

   "Mash those tits!" Cruz said.

   Cori heard none of this, but when Norm spoke up, her pussy exploded. 
"Please make her cum," he said.  How sweet!  She thought for a millisecond
before she felt the electricity course through her clit and pussy walls,
traveling through her body, resulting in a slight but telling tremble.

   "Oh, she's cumming all right!" Waters said, hammering his cock into her
pussy which was now clutching and tightening around him like never before
as sweet cream spilled from between her legs, flowing down his cock and
over his balls.

   Apparently, this was all too much for Cho, who could wait no longer.  He
came over and stuck his cock into Cori's panting mouth, forcing it down her
throat.  She was still cumming as two cocks now filled her trembling body.
She flared her nostrils and breathed through her nose, trying to catch her
breath as she slowly came back to earth.

   "Dude, I need to cum," she heard Waters say.  It was like he was in a
different room, underwater.  He sounded so distant.  But his cock was so
near.  She almost screamed in anguish when it was pulled from her hungry
pussy and she was pushed to the ground.  "Kneel down, slut," she heard him
say.  She knelt in front of him and opened her mouth willingly as he put
his cock inside her.  It was only then that she was aware Cho had moved off
to side.  She caught a glimpse of him stroking his cock.

   Waters stretched her throat with his cock, pumping her face a few times
before filling her mouth with his salty load.  "Don't spit or swallow," she
heard Cho say.  She held the cum in her mouth and a moment later, one cock
was pulled away and another - Cho's - was inserted.  He came instantly,
adding his load to Waters', testing the limits of her ability to hold it
all in.  But hold it she did, not losing a drop.

   "Show us," Cho said, stepping back.  Cori opened her mouth and slowly
turned on her knees, showing them all the massive mouthful of cum that
coated her tongue, stuck to the insides of her cheeks and oozed between her
teeth.  "Good.  Now swallow every fucking drop."

   It was an unnecessary command as Cori would have had it no other way. 
She swallowed eagerly, happy to take the full double-serving into her
belly. Now, fresh off a hard orgasm and with a belly full of cum, she was
temporarily satisfied.  But she turned and saw Cruz, Sanders and Crisp
stroking their cocks and looking at her with the eyes of predators and she
felt her pussy tingle in anticipation.

   "Got something for me, boys?" she asked.  There was no teasing in her
voice this time.  It was sultry, sexy, daring.  Not waiting for an answer,
she stood up and, without looking back, walked over to the stand Cho had
built for her, studying it.  It was basically a wooden bench that was about
eight inches wide and was waist high.  In front of the bench, was a padded
step, which could be left there or moved away, depending on the desired
position.  When Cori knelt down on the step, she was at the perfect height
to be bend over the bench.  So, in effect, she could be bent over it in a
standing position without the step or in a doggie-style position with it.
There were wooden pegs positioned all around the bench, each with holes
drilled in them for easy attachment of any ropes, chains or other bondage
devices.

   "So, are we gonna use this thing or what?" she asked.

   Crisp just chuckled and said, "Fuck yeah, we're going to use it and
every inch of you, my dear.  Now, get your little cunt ready for the fuck
of its life."

   Crisp pushed the step aside and pushed Cori forward over the edge of the
bench so that her tits hung freely over the other side.  "Bring me that
cushion or we're going to rub the skin right off her," Crisp said, pointing
to one of the cushions on the outdoor chairs.  Cruz brought it over and
they laid it under Cori's belly, protecting her soft skin from the wood.

   Cho's ingenious design included several movable pieces of wood, one of
which was a large, round pillar rising about four inches above the bench
near one end.  Crisp lifted Cori's legs and instructed Cruz to put the
pillar under her hips.  "Slide it up against the bench," he instructed. 
When Crisp let Cori's legs down, he spread them wide over the sides of the
pillar, letting her feet dangle.  Her ass and pussy were now sticking
straight up in the air, her torso angled downward, laying across the bench.
Cori started to slide forward, so Crisp and Sanders secured her ankles to
two of the pegs with bungee cords, snapping the clips at the end of the
cords around the heels of her stilettos.  The cords would allow her enough
movement to be pushed back and forth while being fucked and preventing her
from sliding forward over the bench.

   Next, Crisp used Cori's g-string to tie her wrists behind her back. 
Now, her head and tits were hanging over one end of the platform that
supported her mid-section.  Then, six inches higher up, her ass and pussy
were elevated and spread across the pillar while her legs hung straight
over the sides, the stilettos several inches from the deck surface.  The
baby oil on her dark skin glistened in the night sky and her body trembled
with anticipation.

   "Get comfortable," Crisp said, "because you're probably going to be in
that position for the next hour.  Start the clock, Norm."

   Norm took note of the time and told the guys to enjoy themselves. 
Sanders and Cruz hung back, eager to have at their prize but knowing full
well that Crisp would be calling the shots.  "I'm going to start back
here," Crisp said, stepping between Cori's legs and grabbing her ass, which
met him perfectly at crotch height.  "You two do whatever you want with the
rest of her.  No cumming in her asshole or pussy.  Mouth only or anywhere
on her body.  Don't worry, you'll both get your turns back here, too."

   Both guys watched as Crisp rubbed his supremely erect cock against
Cori's pussy, teasing her exposed clit with his cock head.  He stabbed at
the ring in her clit and wiggled it back and forth with his cock.  Already,
she was moaning, the stimulation on her already hyper-sensitive and aroused
pussy driving her crazy.

   Norm was watching with particular fascination.  He couldn't believe how
well his plan had come together.  He had Cori thinking he was the greatest
guy in the world because he had given her the gift of six studs and deck.
He had the guys thinking he was the luckiest bastard in the world because
he had the hottest little nympho in the planet and they were all grateful
for his generosity in sharing her with them.

   Little did they know that none of this was for them.  He wanted the
deck, yes, but more than anything he wanted to show Cori off.  He wanted
these guys who fucked hot babes every day to see that he had something
better than they could ever have - unless he gave it to them.  He wanted to
feel the power of being able to control Cori, not only her body, but her
mind.  He was making her act like a total slut and she didn't even realize
it.  Given permission to be a slut without guilt, Cori had played right
along.  After all, to reject the guys would have been rejecting Norm's
generosity, something he knew she would never do.  So, in order to appear
grateful, she had to fuck, right?  And just like that, he had removed the
guilt, the inhibition and given her free rein to be the wanton, sexual
being that she was clearly made to be with a body that was chiseled out of
every man's dreams.

   And, oh, what a show she was putting on.  Norm loved it!  He watched
Crisp getting ready to fuck his step-daughter.  He remembered thinking the
man's cock was hard enough to drive a nail.  What would it do to her tender
little pussy?  He couldn't wait to see.

   "You need this, don't you, darling?" Crisp teased, slapping his cock
against her ass.

   "Oooh, yes," Cori said, "Yes, please, I do need it."

   "Well, being the gentlemen I am..." Crisp said, thrusting his penis into
her pussy, driving his hips upward, trying to lift her off the bench.  He
grabbed her hips and began fucking her pussy with furious intensity.  It
was obvious he didn't intend to hold his wad for an hour.  On the contrary,
he was getting off as quickly as possible, wanting to make sure he had time
to reload one more time.  Normally, this would have done him for the night,
but Cori looked so amazing and felt so incredible, he thought he just might
have one more go at her before the night was over.

   Even though they had free rein to do as they pleased, Sanders and Cruz
just watched the powerful fucking, playing with Cori's tits, tugging on her
nipple rings, wagging their cocks menacingly in her face and enjoying the
show.  Cori just hung on for the ride.  Being bound as she was, she had no
control over the situation and, for once, she was fine with that.  She was
completely willing to give in and just take all they could give her, which
right now included as hard a fucking as she could remember.  It was
violent, but not angry or hurtful.  Crisp was sheer power and he pounded
away at her twat with the force and determination of a battering ram.

   The brute force of his thrusts, with his veiny cock mashing her clit
against the wood pillar underneath her, had her on the verge of orgasm when
he pulled his hard rod out of her and, with surprising calmness, walked
around in front of her.  Gently pulling her head up by her hair, he stroked
his cock a few last times, then began firing away.  Given the number of
orgasms the guys had already had, Cori was surprised by the volume of his
load as blast after blast splattered across her face, dripping over her
eyelids, seeping around her nostrils and leaking between her lips.

   "How's that for starters?" Crisp asked her, letting her head drop back
down as cum dripped off her face onto the deck below.  Cori was too weak to
answer.  The fierce fucking had left her drained and hornier than ever,
desperate for release.

   There to save the day were Sanders and Cruz.  Sanders quickly took his
place behind her and when she felt the thick 10-incher enter her, she knew
it wouldn't be long before she came.  Cruz picked her head back up and
stuffed his cock into her mouth, holding the back of her head as he forced
it down her willing throat.

   "I see why you can't keep up with her," Crisp said to Norm as they
watched the show.  "No man can.  She's a fucking nympho.  Look at her!  She
needs more cock than any one man can give.  I fucked her as hard as I could
and she still needs more."

   Norm couldn't have been prouder at this moment.  Now these guys knew
intimately what a first-class piece of ass he had in his bed every night.

   Much like Crisp, Cruz was anxious to squeeze out his first load and rev
up for as many more as he could muster in 60 minutes.  And with Cori using
her skills to suck and lick his shaft and head while he throat-fucked her,
it wasn't hard to reach the climax quickly.  Like Crisp, Cruz stepped back
and, holding her head up, blasted her face with his sticky load, the first
shots splashing over her ear and into her hair.

   Just then, they heard someone knocking at the fence gate and Norm
quickly wheeled over.  Sanders wasn't about to be stopped now, so he kept
fucking that sweet cunt and the guys just kept watching the show while Norm
slid open the gate.

   "Good evening, sir," a uniformed police officer said, looking at Norm,
then trying to look past him at the crowd of people in the backyard.  At
this point, he couldn't see exactly what was happening.  "Are you the owner
of this house?"

   "Yes sir," Norm said, surprising himself with the calmness of his voice.


   "We've received some complaints about noise and a woman screaming," the
officer said.  "May I come in and look around?"

   "Of course," Norm said, knowing there was no stopping the man.  It was
50-50, he figured.  Either the guy would be disgusted and fine them for
some noise ordinance - he didn't think they were breaking any other laws -
or he'd be a true man's man, understand the situation and let it go.  "Come
on in, Officer Barnes," Norm said, reading the man's badge.  He moved his
wheelchair back to let the officer in.

   Barnes entered the backyard and as soon as he got to the corner of the
house, he saw the beautiful young woman, strapped to some sort of
pornographic sawhorse, with a guy standing behind her, fucking the holy
shit out of her.

   "What the hell?" he said, stepping closer.  "Are you bastards raping
that poor girl?"

   "Hardly," Norm laughed.  "She's loving every second of it.  She's a bit
of an exhibitionist, so she doesn't mind us watching."

   "Why's she tied up?"

   "To keep her from falling over," Norm said.  Barnes noted the slant of
the device and realized it made sense.  He was going to ask about her hands
being tied, but his concentration was thrown off when Cori let out a
high-pitched squeal that was about the sexiest noise he had ever heard.

   "Are you OK ma'am?" Barnes said, stepping closer, inside the circle of
onlookers.  His hand was on his gun, ready to draw.  If this was actually a
gang rape, these were some cool customers.  They weren't flinching a bit,
which made him nervous.

   "Yes, Officer," Cori panted.  Sanders was really plowing into her,
imagining himself stretching her pussy permanently, ruining her for any man
with a cock smaller than his.  "I'm fine, thank you."

   "You're not being forced to do anything you don't want to do?"

   "No sir," Cori gasped.

   Crisp motioned to one of the chairs and Barnes sat down, taking a ring
side seat for the rest of the show.  Sanders kept reaming out her pussy,
driving his cock into her at different angles, pushing roughly against the
sides of her cunt walls.  The rough, uneven thrusts rubbed Cori's clit
across the smooth wood surface, her clit ring catching against the little
knots and ruts in the wood, each little snag working to yank her clit in a
different direction.  The intense stimulation was almost too much and Cori
wasn't sure she was going to be able to cum after all.  It felt so good it
hurt.

   Thankfully, as he neared his climax, Sanders gave up the frantic,
all-around-town fucking and resorted to hard, firm, straight thrusts.  The
steady rhythm and the feeling of an utterly full cunt finally drove Cori
over the edge and she squealed and yelped like a puppy, cumming in waves of
pleasure, each spasm punctuated by a high-pitched grunt that would be
universally recognized as an expression of a young woman in pure ecstasy.

   "I guess that's the noise folks are complaining about," Officer Barnes
said, shaking his head.  "Fuck, that's the sweetest noise in the world."

   Sanders pulled out of Cori's limp, sweat and baby-oil soaked body and
added a third coat of cum to her face, clogging both nostrils and leaving
her head hanging over the side as she gasped for breath.

   "I agree," Norm said.  "There's no law against a girl having an orgasm,
is there?"

   "Hell no," the officer said.  "And the day there is, that's the day I
give up my badge.  No, there's no problem here.  Just try to keep the noise
down.  I assume this party is going to be going on for a while?"

   "Yes," Norm said.  "I think she's going to be ready for more in a few
minutes."

   "I'm sure," Barnes said.  "Well, the next time she's ready to cum, maybe
just put something in her mouth to keep her quiet."

   "We've got a ball gag that should do the trick," Norm said.

   "And a whole bunch of cocks!" Sanders added, laughing.

   "Well, that should do it," Barnes said.

   "Thank you, Officer," Norm said.  "We appreciate it.  Would you like a
turn?  I think Cori would be most appreciative of you stopping by to check
on her."

   "Mmm," Barnes said, clearly torn between what his mind and his cock were
telling him to do.  "I better not.  Too many ways for an officer to get in
trouble these days.  But I could probably jack off real quick.  Only thing
is, I don't want any evidence left behind, if you know what I mean.  Would
it be too much to ask to have her maybe swallow it?"

   "Hell no," Norm laughed.  "Half her diet is cum.  Go ahead, she won't
spill a drop, I promise."

   Barnes stepped forward and pulled his cock out of his fly, pointing it
at Cori's cum covered face.  He was so aroused by the show and her
appearance - those big tits hanging down, those long legs stretched to the
sides, her round ass sticking high in the air, her dark skin glistening
with baby oil - that he came with just a few quick tugs on his dick.  As
soon as he started to cum, he pulled her head up and stuffed his cock into
her mouth, filling her with a prodigious load that suggested he had been
storing up for a while.

   Already recovered from the powerful orgasm that had racked her body and
the brutal reaming of her pussy, Cori happily licked the officers shaft,
sucking the cum out of his cock, draining his balls and swallowing every
drop.

   "Thanks, ma'am," Barnes said, zipping his fly and turning to leave. 
"Thank you gentlemen.  Enjoy your evening and just try to keep the noise
down.  I'll tell the neighbors that everything is under control."

   Barnes left and Norm re-started the clock, announcing that 30 minutes
remained.  Crisp and Cruz both stepped forward.  This time, Crisp stood in
front of her and Cruz took up his post between her legs.  Cruz dipped his
cock into her well-fucked pussy, finding it to be remarkably hot and wet
inside.  He wondered if he could make her cum again and, having just shot
one load, started with a slow, steady pace, gradually working his penis
deeper and deeper inside her.  Cori rocked back and forth slowly, the
bungee cords stretching and contracting in time with Cruz's thrusts.

   Meanwhile, Crisp rubbed his cock all over Cori's face, using the head
like a spoon to scoop up globs of cum and shovel them into her mouth.  He
pressed the head against her nostrils, allowing her to blow the cum out of
her nose and let it slide down into her mouth.  He wrapped his shaft in her
hair, rubbing the cum that clung there on his cock and then transferring
that to her mouth as well.  Finally, her face relatively clear and his dick
throbbing, Crisp filled her throat once more, slamming into her until his
balls were pressed against her chin.

   Cori looked like she was being skewered with cocks drilling into her
from both ends.  Cori was filled with cock, her body pushed and pulled back
and forth by the competing thrusts.  Unable to move or respond in any way,
she focused on making her pussy a snug fit for Cruz and in using her tongue
to provide as much stimulation as possible for Crisp.

   Crisp finished first, picking up a cup and spilling his seed into it. 
When Cruz stepped away from her pussy, ready to blow, Crisp handed him the
cup and Cruz added his sperm to the mix.

   Now that the coast was clear, Sanders jumped behind her and rubbed his
cock along the back of her leg, lubing it with the baby oil.  Then, he
roughly spread her ass cheeks and drove his large cock into her tightest
hole.  He was reaming her good, with deep, fast thrusts, his fat cock
testing her limits.

   He slapped her ass and reached between her legs to pinch her clit, which
was now raw and engorged.  She was moaning again and Crisp taunted her,
"Can you cum with a cock up your ass, you little slut?  Does a good
ass-reaming get you off?  Come on, babe, cum with that big dick in your
ass."

   Hearing the moans and seeing the flared nostrils and parted lips, Norm
realized that Cori was indeed getting close to an orgasm.  "Better put that
gag in her," he said.  Crisp quickly put the ball gag in her mouth.

   "There you go slut," he said.  "Scream all you want.  Show us how much
you love cock.  Cum with that cock in your ass."

   Sanders grabbed the back of Cori's "I Love Cocks" collar, using it as a
handle to gain even more leverage.  He pulled Cori's head back, the collar
digging into her throat as he hammered away.  His balls were slapping
against her pussy, teasing her clit and she came suddenly and violently as
if the inability to let it out with a good scream or moan made her body
tremble and shake all that much more.

   She was still cumming when Sanders pulled out and dumped a shot of cum
into the cup.  Cori's wet, hard body hung limply, glistening in the pale
outdoor lighting.  "Times' up," Norm said.

   Instead of anyone jumping up to untie Cori, they all sat down and
enjoyed a beer as they unwound, enjoying the view of their well-fucked sex
toy so beautifully displayed for them.  This view beat even the best sunset
over the ocean all to hell.  Cori just lay there, eyes closed, basking in
the glow of multiple orgasms, resting her totally spent body and listening
to the guys talk about her

   "That's one hell of a bitch you've got there," Crisp said to Norm. 
"You're a lucky bastard.  I bet you wake up with a big ol' smile every
day."

   "Hell yes," Norm said proudly.  He chose his words carefully, sensing
that Cori was listening.  He wanted to make sure he reiterated that this
had been a good deed, and decided to throw in a little guilt along with it.
"She's the best thing that's happened to me in a long time.  I just wish I
could get out of this chair and pleasure her the way she needs it.  You
guys saw her.  She needs a good hard one every now and then."

   "Every now and then?" Crisp scoffed.  "From what I saw, she needs one
about every 15 minutes.  No man can keep up with that slut.  She's amazing.
I think she'll give you plenty of inspiration to make a fast recovery."

   "Well, I just want to thank you guys for doing this for me," Norm said.
"She's done nothing but give of herself since she's been here and I just
wanted to repay her.  Thanks to you guys, I think I made her happy tonight.
I hope so, anyway.  I'm just worried that when I do get better, she'll move
back to Georgia.  I'm not sure what I'd do without her."

   "I don't know about all that," Benson said.  "But I wouldn't worry about
next week or next month.  With this girl, definitely live for the moment
because I guarantee you, my friend, that it doesn't get any better than
her. So, make every minute with her count."

   "Good advice," Norm nodded.

   "So, when you gonna nail that ass again anyway?" Sanders asked.

   "Well, I was thinking I would when you guys finished, but I'm pretty
worn out," Norm admitted.  "This day has taken more out of me than I
expected."

   "Yeah, well she took more out me than I expected too," Cruz joked.  "You
want a piece of that before bed, old man, and we'll give it to you.  All
you gotta do is enjoy the ride."

   "Can't pass up an offer like that," Norm said.  "What do you have in
mind?"

   "Well, how about we get you in the pool where you can lean against the
side," Cruz started.  "Then, we'll mount her on your cock and she'll ride
you home."

   "I'm not sure she's riding anything else tonight, boys," Waters said. 
"I think we fucked the life out of her for a while."

   "No problem," Cruz said.  "We can lift her up and down.  She provides
the cunt.  He provides the cock and we provide the friction power."

   "It's the least we can do for him," Cho agreed, nodding toward Norm.

   Cho and Cruz helped Norm into the pool while the others unbound Cori,
tossed aside her shoes and, each grabbing a limb, carried her limp body to
the pool and handed her to Cruz and Cho.  Soon, everyone was in the pool
and Cori was coming out of her cum-induced stupor, asking what was going
on.

   "It's been about 20 minutes, we figure that cunt of yours is long
overdue for another cock.  And we know you want to show Norm how much you
appreciate everything he's done for you," Crisp said tersely.

   "Ooh, yes," Cori said, brightening up.  "Thank you so much, Pap!" She
wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist.  She hugged
her back, his cock hard now, pressed against the back of her thigh.  Cori
squirmed in his arms, pressing her tits against him, struggling to hold
herself up.  She was weak and exhausted in sore in the best possible way.
"Guys, I'm a little worn out.  Could you help me?" she asked, batting her
eyes as if that was necessary to convince them.

   Cruz grabbed a hold of her on one side and Cho manned the other.  With
hands on her hips and buttocks, they lifted her until she was poised over
his cock, then pushed her down.  Sanders ducked under the waist deep water,
nudging her hips forward, then down, guiding her onto Norm's cock.  They
let her fall until Norm was fully inside her, then started slowly lifting
her up and down.  Cori focused what little energy she had left on making
her pussy muscles tight around his shaft and whimpered softly as her pussy
was filled once more on this fuck-filled day.

   "Just tell us if you want to go faster or slower," Cho said to Norm.

   "Feels great so far," Norm said.

   "Somebody stick her tit in his mouth," Crisp said.  Sanders followed
orders, grabbing Cori's right breast, squeezing it as he pushed her torso
forward.  Norm opened his mouth and sucked on her nipple, catching the ring
in his tongue and pulling on it.  He nibbled on her tit and buried his face
between her firm breasts.

   "Faster fellas," he said when he finally came up for air.

   "Time to pound that twat, huh?" Cruz laughed.  He and Cho worked in
unison, doubling their pace, slamming Cori down hard on Norm's cock, then
picking her up until she was nearly off it.  Water splashed all around and
Cori's tits bounced enthusiastically in Norm's face.  Norm felt his cum
rising and knew he was ready to blast off.

   "Push her down all the way and hold her," he grunted.  The pushed her
down all the way on his cock and then pressed her breasts against his
chest. She clutched him with all her might, holding on as Norm exploded
inside her, sending several powerful blasts deep into her tight snatch.

   The men all cheered Norm as they let Cori fall back into the water,
washing the cum and oil off her body.  She floated happily, feeling
well-fucked, loved and satisfied that she had pleased her step-dad.

   The guys lifted Norm and Cori out of the pool, drying them both off and
carrying them into the bedroom.  They put Norm down on his back and then
lay Cori, who seemed incapable of movement at this point, face down on top
of him.

   "Sweet dreams, old man," Crisp said, giving Cori's bare ass a final
slap. "Sleep fast, because I think you're going to like that view when you
wake up."

   Crisp and his crew left and Norm and Cori fell asleep almost instantly,
her laying on top of him, her still-hard nipples press against his chest.
Norm had sweet dreams all right, but nothing that compared to the reality
of this day.