Gang Raped Virgin

by Paul Gable

  “No, no, no!”

  “Sure you do. Come on, take a swallow.”

  She felt him slip his hands behind her head, felt his knees cushioning her ears as he pressed fingers against her jaw and forced her mouth open.

  Janet gagged, tasting that bleachy, familiar flavor of his cum. She knew what it felt like to be fucked in the mouth. She had denied it only to make him force his cock into her. She enjoyed that, enjoyed being forced, being raped in the cunt, in the mouth.

  “Yeah, yeah, yeah,” Bill moaned, his head thrown back, his eyes closed in ecstasy. His hips were working now, sliding back and forth, sawing his dick in and out of her dick hungry mouth.

  “Mmmmmmmm!”

  Frothy drool oozed from the corners of her stretched lips, dribbling down her chin and wetting the tabletop. Each time Bill shoved his cock in, her cheeks puffed out, her breath coming in short, frantic pants. At times Janet thought she was going to pass put from lack of air. She jerked her head from side to side, sucking in oxygen through her flared nostrils with a wheezing sound.

  “Man, I think I wanna crawl into that mouth when I get a chance to fuck ‘er,” Greig said, watching in fascination as Bill kept fucking Janet.

  Janet kept protesting, knowing that the men wanted to hear her cries, her screams. Looking up again, she saw that wolf-like stare in Bill’s eyes, the same stare she’d seen in Jack’s. They sought out women like her, needed women like her. She was one of their kind, a woman who enjoyed being tamed, mastered, but who still revolted only to be mastered again. Janet had no idea why she was like this, why she was so different from other girls. But there it was and she had to live with it.

  “Ohhh, yeah, take that dick. Gimme good, fuckin’ good head!” Bill cried, feeding her mouth more and more of his cock.

  Chapter 8

  Janet felt Bill ease his knees off her cramped arms. He was smoothing his thumbs over her cheeks. The weight, the heft, the bulk of that heavy cock chugging in and out of her mouth was sending shock waves through her. She was actually turning on to what was happening to her. The girl then realized that sucking a cock, working her tongue over and over that fucking prick, was doing this to her! Incredible!

  “Come on, baby, don’t give up on me now,” Bill said.

  Janet sucked more and more furiously. She increased the pressure of her lips around the massive dick filling her mouth. At the same time she wiggled her tongue frantically around the ridged underside, flicking it back and forth, feeling the young man on top of her go crazy. How strange it was that only a few days the thought of putting a dick in her mouth was repulsive. How the thought of it had made her gag, nearly retch! And here she was sucking on a prick as if her life depended on it!

  “Swing on that rod, baby. Come on, man, swing on it! Ohhhh yeahhh, good head, bitch, good fuckin’ head,” Bill groaned, his head flopping from side to side.

  “Man, she’s gonna make him pop right now,” Greig said, watching the girl’s head jerk frantically up and down.

  “No, man, no!”

  Bill was reaching behind him, his fingers groping for her clit.

  Janet was thrashing against the ropes, her mouth sucking hard, her tongue going crazy against his pumping cock. For a moment the girl wanted to bite down on his dick. Yes, that would show him, show all of them that they couldn’t torture her, couldn’t harm her. But that thought passed. The next second she was back sucking for her clear life, feeling more and more of his bleachy cum oozing from his piss-slit, coating her tongue, her mouth, her throat, the taste of it making her swallow more and more.

  And then he was pinching her clit, taking it between his thumb and forefinger and pinching it hard. The girl let out a wild scream, her mouth opening wide, air rushing against his prick. That was all Bill needed. Still teasing her clit, the big stud came, sending rushes of cum down her throat.

  “Aaggghghhhh!” Janet swallowed, hard. She knew she would drown in jizz if she didn’t. More and more gouts of cum spattered against the insides of her cheeks, wadded up, then slipped down her throat.

  The young stud on top of her was going crazy, his knees hitting her chin, the sides of her head. Janet wanted to scream, to scream as loudly as she could. But that spraying cock in her mouth kept her from doing much more than gagging.

  In a moment Bill was through. Sagging back, pulling his flaccid prick from her mouth and wiping the greasy head over her lips, he fell from the panting young woman.

  “Man, she’s still in heat,” Greig said with pleasure.

  “Yeah, she didn’t cum when I did,” Bill said.

  “Well, she’s gonna make it when I fuck the shit outta her,” Greig said, pulling his pants down.

  “Hey, come on, let’s both get the bitch,” Jack suggested.

  Bill was wiping his cock off, having slid off the table. Jack moved up and took the screws off her cuntlips, making Janet murmur a thanks. The ropes were the next to go, the knots untied, the line taken from her body.

  Janet was exhausted, too tired, too degraded and shamed to fight back. Jack took her feet, Greig her hands and head and moved to the sofa.

  “See, baby, you’re gettin’ better, movin’ closer and closer to the bed. If you’re real good this time, who knows, you might make it to the bed.”

  Jack stripped, Janet watching him closely. She remembered that heavy, thick-muscled body lording over her, pressing her against the floor while his dick split her in two, ripping her cherry. Now he was going to do it again!

  “Get her on down, man, down.”

  Jack had her on her belly once more.

  Janet wrapped her hands around an old pillow, burying her face in it as she felt the men touching her ass. As sore and tired as she was, as much as those awful red marks burned from the belt, she was still hot. She could still feel her cunt tighten, burn with the slightest touch on her body. Janet still had to get off, had to feel the big cum that would blast her mind into bits!

  “Eat that ass, man,” Greig said, seeing his buddy staring at the rounded globes.

  “Yeah, good ass, good fuckin’ ass. Man, I already had the pussy. Now I wanna see what it’s like to get my cock into that tight little shitter she’s got. Man, nothin’ like butt-fuckin’ a hot woman,” Jack said, kneeling down between Janet’s legs.

  Janet heard him. Butt fucking. Yes, someone had said something about that earlier, something about sliding dick into her asshole! She thought about it, thought about how silly it was. Those things hanging between men’s legs couldn’t possibly fit into a woman’s ass! No, that was silly, unreal!

  “Come on, baby, you’re gonna loosen up… really loosen up when I sink my cock into your shitter!” Jack moaned.

  She felt him pressing his knees up against her inner thighs, felt his rough callused fingers touching her asscheeks, spreading them apart. He was bending down, breathing into her sweaty butt crack. He was telling her things about her body, things that made her blush even now after all the horror she had been through!

  Lying there, still burying her face in the pillow, Janet felt a rush of intense pleasure when his fingers slid in and out of her butt crack, his jagged nails touching the sensitive sweat-damp flesh in her ass crevice. She liked that feeling, enjoyed that teasing touch of a finger edging closer and closer to her asshole. There was something deliciously forbidden, something that made her want to turn over and offer her cunt to him.

  “Yeahhh…” Jack reached out and held her arms steady.

  Janet flinched, feeling his cheeks pressing against the inner rounded curves of her buttocks. He was breathing heavily into her butt crack! She could feel his chin, his lips, and finally his tongue flicking against the flesh! It was too much, too much for her to handle. She twisted against the couch, rubbing her legs against the scratchy material, breathing hard, so hard she had to pull her face away from the pillow. She needed air to feed her body as she writhed.

  “Nice tight ass. Man, it’s gonna feel real good sinkin’ into that thing!”

  He

was kissing her ass cheeks, licking her asscheeks. Janet squirmed on the sofa, digging her fingertips into the pillow, groaning softly, wishing in one way the touch could be heavier and yet glad it was this light. She felt her cunt heating up to an incredible degree, the muscles of her pussy fluttering, as Jack’s tongue slipped lower and lower.

  “Yeahhhhh!”

  She could feel his breath against her asshole. Oh yes, yes. He was licking her, licking her shitter lips! Janet couldn’t believe how her body was reacting to that obscene move! She cried out into the pillow, curling her fists and pounding them against the sofa pillow while tensing her thighs and shoving up to him. She was shoving her ass up to him, wagging it slowly back and forth, loving the warm, moist touch of his tongue.

  “Oh, oh, what are you doing to me? Oh God, what are you doing… doing tome?” she stammered.

  “You’re havin’ one hell of a time here, ain’tcha? Man, you came here thinkin’ I was goin’ to be hung or somethin’, and now you’re enjoyin’ the hell out of yourself,” Jack mocked.

  “No, no, that isn’t true! No, it isn’t! You’re hurting me, killing me. I wouldn’t enjoy something like that, never never!”

  Jack snorted out a laugh, pulling his face out of her butt crack for a second.

  “Baby, you dig it, dig bein’ shoved down in the dirt and havin’ your face pushed deeper into it,” Jack said, grabbing her by the hair and tugging her head up from the pillow.

  “No!”

  “Don’t lie to me!” he snapped, jerking her hair again, nearly pulling it out by the roots. “Little pieces of shit like you like having the snot kicked outta ’em. I don’t know why, but I sure had you pegged from the start.”

  Jack let go of her hair, listening to her sob into the pillow for a moment before going back to sucking on her asshole.

  Again she thought of the hatred she felt for these men, a hatred that would burn hell clean. And yet she was enjoying this. Even now she was feeling her clit sputter, sparkle with delight as his tongue rimmed her asshole, as his fingers toyed with her cunthairs, then strayed down to her clit! She wagged her ass from side to side, panting so hard she could hardly fill her lungs with enough oxygen to feed her thrashing body.

  “Oh no! No, no!”

  The more he touched her, the more he and his friends abused her, the hotter she became. She shifted her ass from side to side, spreading her thighs as far as she could, offering her ass up to his tongue as he started rimming her shitter lips.

  “Man, oh man… fuck, she’s so fuckin’ hot she’s gonna burn my fuckin’ mouth!” Jack groaned.

  He was edging up behind her, his fingers hooked around her hips. Janet felt something very hot brushing against her thighs, bouncing off her pussy, then rubbing back and forth steadily against those slick lips. It was his wonderful cock his fat, thick prick sliding it from side to side.

  She pressed her forehead against the pillow, her ass rising higher in the air, tilting up as she felt his tongue stiffen and press in. It was so deliciously obscene feeling that wet wiggly thing slide past the wrinkled flesh of her asshole!

  Jack pressed his thumbs in against the inside curves of her buttocks, spreading her wider and wider open for his mouth, for that wonderful reaming, skewering tongue of his! He was going half mad, growling into her asshole, moving his face from side to side, pressing his fingers against her buttocks and thighs so hard he was bruising the flesh. She dug her knees harder into the sofa cushions, smelling the stale odor of the unwashed material.

  “Get in her first, man. That’s gonna be the hardest… fuckin’ a chick in the ass! I’ll slip in after you.”

  Janet cried out, shaking her head violently from side to side. She stared in horror, shocked that she could be acting like this, shoving her ass up in the air like some bitch in heat, begging them to do their worst.

  “Stop! Oh, stop, you’ll… unnghhhhh, you’ll kill me if you… do that!”

  She choked at the thought of having Jack’s cock shoved up her ass. Janet remembered how it felt having an enema once when she was a child. How it hurt; how it made her feel so squirmy and uncomfortable inside! And now this animal was going to fuck her in the butt, shove that ten-inch cock up her shitter! He couldn’t do that without tearing something!

  “Oh, stop, stop!”

  Jack’s tongue wiggled around her slick asshole, his fingers caressing the slick rubbery edges of her cuntlips while his thumbs stroked her clit. How good that felt! Such wonderful hot flashes sparked from her clit sending showering of delightful, shocks into her cunt. Her groans turned to cries of ecstasy as Jack’s tongue did its work.

  Janet clawed at the pillow, no longer fighting back. She felt his spit and her cunt juices mix, dribbling down her thighs and wetting the scratchy sofa cushions under her. She bowed her back, angling her ass up, wishing he could stick a little more of that teasing tongue into her butt!

  “Man, if she ain’t ready now, I don’t know when she will be!” Greig observed.

  Jack grunted, pulling his face out of her butt crack. His cheeks glistened with spit. Wiping them with the back of one hand, he slid up a little farther until his knees were touching hers.

  “Get that ass down a little,” he growled.

  Janet obeyed quickly, shutting her eyes tight. It was incredible that this was happening. She was fucking around with three men, letting them pull her down into the moral swamp they lived in! And how she loved it! How the girl wallowed in her own muck, almost laughing at the thought of what she was doing!

  “Yeah, just like that,” Jack whispered with satisfaction.

  He gripped her tightly around the hips, his eyes narrowing as he studied her spit-slick asshole. It would be a tight fit. The big stud wrapped his fingers around his cock, guiding the bloated head up to Janet’s shitter.

  “Oooommmmmm,” Janet moaned, feeling that hot cock brushing up against her asshole.

  A ripple of excitement and fear shot up and down her spine. He was holding her more tightly, pressing up against her body while still gripping his dick around the middle.

  “Yeah, baby, yeah, take it… take all them fuckin’ inches of cockmeat up your Goddamned ass! That’s what you want… cock in your pussy and cock up your shitter, right?”

  “No, no, no!” Janet moaned, saliva dribbling from the corners of her mouth.

  “Yeah, tell it to somebody else, bitch!”

  The pressure increased as he leaned forward. Janet could feel his hot, uneven breath against the back of her neck. He was mumbling something about her being tight, almost too tight for his dick. He pressed harder, rubbing his dickhead rapidly back and forth over her gray-pink shitter. Janet felt the pressure increase rapidly. He was going to do it, going to shove that cock up her butt! His breathing turned into groans. The pressure quickly became an ache.

  “Noooo!”

  Her asshole lips were puckering in! The pain started radiating out, a strange kind of agonizing heat that stretched to the outer curves of her buttocks and her belly. Janet sucked in a deep breath, held it, then let out the air with a loud woosh. Her tits brushed over the sagging couch cushions. Her elbows bowed out, threatening to collapse, while her hair curtained her face.

  Again and again Jack tried to stick his cock up her butt. But her shitter muscles remained tightly clamped against him.

  “Loosen up, bitch!”

  Janet saw a shadow coming down toward her. She cried out, then felt something hard hit the back of her head. Again and again he slapped her, shouting out for her to relax. The fifth blow just above the neck nearly knocked her unconscious.

  With a groan Janet sagged to the cushion, feeling her sphincter finally giving way to the awful pressure of Jack’s cockhead!

  Chapter 9

  “Unnnhh! Ooooohhhh!”

  Janet’s eyes bulged out, her back arching. He was slipping his cockhead into her actually fitting that bulbous fat thing in her asshole. The girl felt her thigh muscles cramp, felt her heart pounding so hard she thought it would burst. She curled her fingers, her nails tearing into the sofa material. Her body jerked forward, her forehead slamming hard against the armrest.

  “Shit!”

  Jack was puffing hard behind her, shaking the excess sweat from his forehead. He reined his muscles for a while, breathed deeply, then tensed up once more.

  Janet let out a low moan of despair, her elbows bowing out even more. Every muscle in her body seemed to cramp with the big man’s insistent ass-fucking. For a moment she thought of Jack, of the way he’d held her down before, of the way he’d jammed his cock into her pussy, ripping away the slender membrane. The excitement, the terror mixed in with the delight she’d eventually felt during the fucking came back to her in a rush of confused images. Yes, yes, fucking, fucking anyway she could get it! That’s all she thought of now. That’s all the girl, wanted to think about. Family, friends, future, they all faded in to the background as the big stud’s dickhead began reaming out her shitter.

  “Ohhhhh…”

  Janet twisted her head around to see what Jack was doing. She saw his black hair hanging rakishly over one eye while the cords stood out in his throat. His chest was heaving mightily up and down while rivulets of sweat coursed down his chest. Jack, was straining hard, forcing his dick into her asshole.

  “Ugh!”

  She felt him increase his grip on her hips.

  More cockmeat worked into her hole. He was really driving that fat cunt-spitter into her ass, the head of his cock pushing apart the slick bowel membranes, burying itself deeper and deeper in her body.

  “Nooooo!” There was a sudden piercing pain as her asshole muscles cramped up.

  Jack shuddered, pitching forward, working his fingers around her thighs down to her pussy. She felt the tips caressing her outer labes, moving up to her clit and feeling around, pushing it down, shoving it from side to side until he had Janet growling like a dog.

  The increased stimulation in her pussy made her relax once more.

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