by Bridy McAvoy
She took a deep breath and nodded and one of the men moved behind her as the other one let go of the side of her skirt allowing it to fall back into place.
Suddenly, the man behind her placed both his hands on her waist and pressed his body behind her. Her hands were sandwiched between them and she could not move them out of the way as he ground his pelvis into them. With a shock she realized that he was actually grinding the bulge of his erect penis into her imprisoned hands. She shuddered from the contact but could think of no way to avoid the contact. Involuntarily her hands moved as he manipulated her body and, as a result, she could feel the bulge react to her as if her own movements had been deliberate. His hands danced lightly across the skin above her waistband and finally both dipped at her hips. One hand reached for the fastener whilst the other moved across her belly, between her waist and her pussy mound, to hold the skirt to her as the catch was released.
The hand that had released the skirt now joined its companion in the area above her pussy and they slowly allowed the loosened top layer of the skirt to slip out to the side. Suddenly the overlapping piece slipped free and cascaded downwards, trapped between her and the man behind her, the complete stranger who was still pressing his penis into her hand. The feeling of powerlessness now overwhelmed her and she felt her legs go weak as the thoughts of what they might be about to do to her coursed through her mind. There was no way to control the onslaught of feelings she felt and there was no way of controlling it.
The waves of intense pleasure were centered in her vulva and she shuddered and moaned as her body convulsed into an orgasm. Behind her back her imprisoned hands convulsively clutched the guy’s dick, and his sudden explosive breath into her ear heightened the sensations coursing through her body. Her face flushed, her breathing suspended, she could only writhe and moan out her submission to her body’s desires.
“Christ, look at her go!”
She vaguely heard one of them speak as her breathing came back in gasps and her heart rate slowed. At some point in the last few seconds the guy holding her had let go of the skirt and she now stood before them, her last modesty a transparent lacy pair of thin panties that were now sodden with her juices. With a start she realized she was gripping the man’s penis with her hands and let go, much to his dismay, and tried to stand on her own two feet without support. This was difficult but, as her breathing slowed, she was more able to do so. The man’s hands still clutched her lower belly just above the line of the top band of her panties and within inches of her still pulsating slit.
His hands now separated and went to her hips and she knew that, within moments, that last tiny shred of decency would be gone too. His hands fastened on the thin band that spanned her slim hips and began to draw it down. Her sparse well-trimmed pussy hair was visible through the panties anyway but still drew gasps of appreciation from the men in front of her as it was finally revealed. Soon the panties were spanning her slit, the top half with its little nub protruding above and the rest below. Even that minor modesty didn’t last long and she didn’t need to look down to confirm her final state of nudity as she felt the feather light touch of them fluttering down toward her knees where they caught on her spread legs.
Without being asked, she brought her legs together slightly and the panties feathered their way down to her feet where she daintily stepped out of them. The man standing behind her now moved away and the pressure of his rod on her hands was released. She stood there panting for breath wondering what was going to happen next, her whole naked body shivering with the anticipation and fear of the next move.
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Susie was luckier than her friend, in some respects. She was lying down so didn’t have to worry about her legs supporting her weight as her passion mounted. Nor could she see the men around her as they leaned in closely to take more and more detailed pictures of her hands manipulating her breasts and pulling at her own nipples. The continued stimulation of her oh so sensate breasts was having the precise effect it always did. Susie had always been able to achieve at least a minor orgasm by breast stimulation alone and, for the moment, the guys were quite happy to watch and shoot the mounting passion in the girl so lewdly displaying this for them.
The fact that she could not see exactly what the men close around her were doing only heightened the feelings coursing through the natural exhibitionist’s body and she very quickly found herself on the brink of an orgasm.
“I’m coming!” she screamed and proceeded to turn words into deeds on the spot.
Her entire body shook with passion and she was very aware that all three of the men were very close to her, indeed one if not two were pressed against her legs at that moment. As she came down from the heights and her breathing slowed she was aware that the men had moved back slightly. Suddenly she felt a light feathery caress on her left knee; a couple of seconds later the same sensation on her right knee. One of the men must have put his camera down and was touching her. Then she felt another hand on her left leg and realized that there were three hands touching her. Having been given no other instructions, she was still fondling her breasts and the inability to see what was happening was sharpening the sensations running through her body.
One of the hands was now trespassing further north and had reached the hem of her skirt. Another hand was at her waist and fumbling for the catch that held the skirt closed and she realized her scantily covered pussy would be on view to both cameras and hands within a few seconds. Her breathing quickened and the men were treated to the sight of Susie rolling her hips slightly in a passionate parody of invitation.
The catch on the skirt gave way and she could feel yet another hand reaching in from the other side and slowly drawing the loose top layer of the kilt style skirt upward and outward, revealing the length of her right leg to their view. As more skin was revealed, more skin was caressed and, as that particular hand slid up and down her leg, her hips were beginning to thrust in time with it, almost begging him to reach for the ultimate prize. Her head thrashed from side to side trying to breathe rather than pant and, before she could stop herself, not that she really wanted to, her back arched and she was soaring into yet another orgasm.
“Get that skirt off her, I want to see her cunt!”
The sudden spoken obscenity jarred her. They were the first words heard in the room for several minutes but, as her skirt was drawn away from her revealing the thin white sodden panties, she made no move to stop them. Indeed, her fingers fastened onto her nipples and squeezed even harder. One of the men moved to a position directly between her splayed legs and simply reached up to the band at the top of her panties and, with no attempt at finesse, simply started yanking them down. Susie had not been handled roughly like this on set before, but quickly raised her hips to prevent being dragged off of the table by the force he was applying to the flimsy garment.
As her curly blonde pubes came into view along with her gaping, dripping slit, at least one of the men whistled out loud and the crude guy spoke again.
“Look at that slit. She’s gagging for it, I tell you. I want some of that.”
At that moment Susie knew for sure that this was not going to be just a photo shoot. She had guessed that one or more of the men in the room could very well end up screwing her, but this was confirmation of the worst kind. The guy definitely didn’t sound like he was going to be gentle. Indeed, even as he spoke, he roughly dragged her legs together to strip the panties past her feet and then, even more forcefully, shoved her legs apart again. Susie was not in any condition to prevent the assault on her body—indeed, she was welcoming it.
One hand now left its purchase on her reddened and tortured breast and snaked over her flat stomach to comb into her blonde hairs just above the pussy mound. This was obviously not going to be a straight screw but a gang-bang—something she had never dreamed of participating in—but the sheer wantonness and eroticism of the moment was carrying her up again and, as she inserted a finger into her own pussy, her hips began to
churn in circles and, for the third time in a few minutes, she spasmed into an orgasm.
Chapter 51
While Susie had realized what was about to happen to her, her more naive friend Carrie was unaware of the intentions of the men surrounding her. With her hands tied behind her back, she was powerless to prevent anything they tried and was still in a state of high sexual arousal following her recent orgasm. A few minutes earlier she had heard Susie scream out her own orgasm and, not long afterward, at least another. Whereas a couple of months earlier, Carrie had condemned her friend for coming in front of the camera, she now knew she did exactly the same.
Andy stepped up to her and looked her straight in the eye.
“Move back a little, please, Carrie.”
She did so and felt the edge of the sofa seat touch the back of her legs. Her eyes widened as he simply reached forward and, placing both his hands on her shoulders, he pushed and guided her into a seated position. Nor did he let go. From the seated position, he guided her until she was now sitting sideways on the couch with her legs stretched out along the seat in front of her. Suddenly he pushed a little harder and she fought down the rising panic as she felt herself slip past the point of no return and fall backwards to lie along the seat of the couch.
Her breathing began to speed up again, this time in panic as she saw the four men now crowding around the couch taking photographs of her naked supine body.
“Spread your legs apart, please, Carrie. That’s good, a bit further now.”
She did as instructed and watched as two men went behind the couch to take shots of her from there and the third crouched at the foot of the couch to take pictures straight up between her splayed legs. He obviously was focusing tightly on her very exposed and open pussy slit.
The guys behind the couch now leaned forward until the cameras were obscenely close to her naked body, one above her mound, one above her breasts, and Andy was kneeling on the open side very close to her, too. The guy nearest her head slowly reached out one hand toward the breast and nipple nearest him. With her hands tied and her arms pinned beneath her, she could not escape the unwanted attention and watched in horrified fascination as, in slow motion, his fingers descended the intervening distance to lightly caress her extended nipple.
The touch, when it came, sent electric shocks running through her body and a low guttural moan escaped her lips as her back arched, almost as if she was trying to push the nipple into harder contact with his fingers. In fact, the contact became harder as he pressed his hand down more firmly and began to lightly pinch and tweak the fleshy bud. She was gasping for air with the panic warring with passion as it finally came home to her that this was not just a posing session. She felt another hand massaging her flat stomach just above the mound of her pussy and the guy at the foot of the bed had put his camera down and was running his hands over her calves. Almost without conscious control from her, as Andy sank his mouth onto the other excited nub of flesh on her chest, her legs spread wider open in supplication. The hand on her stomach moved down through her hairs to its offered target and, as he began to rub at her sensitized clit, her body offered up its final surrender as she came for the second time.
She struggled to come up for air following the orgasm, but the continued caressing of her body would not let her relax after the sensations and the hands, and Andy’s mouth, continued to provide her with stimulation. The guy at the foot of the couch was now standing there leaning down and running his hands up and down the sensitive parts of her inner thighs. The guy who had been fingering her clit was now plunging two fingers into her gaping pussy with a rhythm that was calculated to drive her wild. The fourth guy now bent over the back of the couch and fastened his own mouth onto the breast he had been stimulating and, for the first time in her life, Carrie had two men sucking, licking and nibbling at her breasts simultaneously.
She hadn’t even recovered from her previous orgasm when this over-stimulation of her body pushed her over the edge again. The four men drew back, perhaps to allow her some recovery time but, in actual fact, to release their own swollen members from confinement, and Carrie was now surrounded by four rampant erections, all of which were fully intent on ravaging her helpless yet willing body.
Andy moved closer to her head and called her name gently. She turned to look at him and found his hard penis to be floating just a couple of inches from her face. In her highly aroused and over-stimulated state, the response came naturally to her and she opened her mouth to receive the offering. As she began to lick the head of his cock inside her warm oral cavity, she was vaguely aware of the couch springs responding to someone moving at the foot. As she sucked Andy deeper into the back of her mouth toward the opening to her throat, she felt a pair of male legs nudging her knees further apart and a hand resting on the cushion next to her body took his weight.
Suddenly she felt the head of a complete stranger’s cock touch her sensitive vaginal lips and, without conscious thought, her hips thrust up to meet him as he drove it forward and into her. Phil and Andy had double-teamed her before but this time it was different. One of the men was a complete stranger and the other two weren’t leaving her alone, either. She had a total of eight hands now stroking and manipulating her writhing body, whilst two cocks plundered her willing body.
* * * *
“Come on, guys. Let’s fuck this blonde. She’s gagging for it.”
At least one of the guys with Susie was far rougher and cruder than the guys at that moment completing the seduction of her friend Carrie. Susie knew she should be disgusted by the lack of finesse in his approach but, having already resigned herself to what was about to happen, found herself reveling in it. As her hips began to churn in larger and larger patterns and her breathing shortened yet again, she heard him speak.
“I told you she’s gagging for it. She can hear us clearly—can’t you, Blondie—even if she can’t see us. Look at her go. She knows she’s going to be fed more meat than she’s ever had before and she wants it, don’t you, Susie?”
After a moment an agonized cry left her lips.
“Yes!”
“See, I told you the bitch was in heat. Spread those legs wider and show us what you got, cunt.”
It no longer mattered to Susie what they said to her or what names they called her. She just needed a dick inside of her, and sooner rather than later. She felt hands roughly grasp her legs and pull her waiting pussy to the edge of the table so that her legs hung over the edge so that anyone standing between them would be able to drive his rod straight into the waiting hole.
Suddenly, there was the sound of a zip opening and she felt someone push in between her legs.
“Fuck me!” she screamed as she felt the end of his cock brush against her spread open outer labia. He continued to tease her by rubbing it up and down the sensitive area rather than thrusting forward and started taunting her again.
“You want this, don’t you, bitch. Beg for it, Blondie, beg.”
“Please fuck me! For Christ’s sake, fill me with it!
Her legs rose to either side of him and circled behind his back. As those slender ankles crossed, she jerked them in toward her with all the force available to her toned sculpted thighs and pulled him straight into her.
As the end of his penis completed its full penetration of her, she screamed out in ecstasy once more and her hips resumed their pumping motion, intent on getting him to stroke his love organ in and out of her.
The guy began to slowly withdraw his dick until just the end was still inside her throbbing pussy. Then, as he began to push it back into her, her own legs savagely jerked him forward, burying him up to the hilt. This process was repeated—she was almost fucking herself with him rather than letting him fuck her.
“You like it rough then, Susie?”
She couldn’t speak; she just nodded which wasn’t good enough for him.
“Answer me, bitch!”
“Just… just give it to me, damn it. All of it!”
The tempo of the man’s thrusts increased and suddenly he was at the point of no return. He pulled out of her pulsing pussy and aimed his dick at her belly, hollowed as she panted for breath. In true porn star style he deposited long strings of his sticky come on the pale skin of her belly with some drops almost reaching as high as her breasts. Her legs relaxed their grip around him and then one of the others took his place.
She felt his hands grip her hips and slide her off the table, spin her round and push her back, face down, onto the table. He unceremoniously kicked her legs apart and, without saying a word, rammed his cock into her in one swift thrust and immediately began to plough furiously into her warm love tunnel. Susie couldn’t hold back. The combination of the situation and the rough language and handling was enough to push her over the edge once more and, yet again, she screamed in passion.
The sticky residue of the first guy felt very odd sandwiched as it was between her body and the table but she didn’t care as the man fucking her kept up a relentless forceful assault on her sensitive skin. He reached down and fondled an ass cheek for a moment and then, to her surprise, landed a ringing, resounding slap on it that reverberated around the room. Susie was shocked into motion by the stinging blow and started bucking against him furiously. Slap. Her other cheek got the same treatment and, instead of scandalizing her or causing her to fight to escape him, her hips started churning overtime and this guy, too, was close to ejaculation in a very short space of time.
A third slap landed on her rapidly churning backside and the guy pulled out and aimed at the small of her back just as she powered into her own orgasm. A small pool of semen now lay in the middle of her back as the third guy now positioned himself between her legs. As the end of his dick penetrated her pussy, she slammed her hips back into him taking him all the way inside.
