Kathy Andrews Collection

by Kathy Andrews

  Immediately, the boy on top of Lori jerked his cock free and turned in fear. The others looked at Sandy, too, all with fright showing in their eyes. Cocks were quickly put away, out of sight. Lori sat up, covering her naked tits with one arm and crossing her legs to conceal her cunt.

  “Oh, shit!” Lori said, her voice cracking.

  One of the boys, bigger than the others, asked, “Are you a teacher?”

  Sandy looked at him. He didn’t show the fear the others did. In fact, she felt slightly afraid of him. When she didn’t answer, he asked, anger in his voice now: “What are you snooping around here for, lady? What do you want?”

  “I… I’m…” Sandy stopped. She had almost told them her name.

  “I don’t give a shit who you are, lady,” the big boy said, coming toward her. “You have no business snooping around here. What are you, some kind of pervert, looking for a little girl to play with?”

  “No, I…”

  The other boys had recovered now, and they weren’t showing fear now that the big boy was taking the lead. They all started toward her. Lori remained on the bench, still trying to cover her naked tits and pussy. Her eyes were wide with fear, though.

  Sandy started to turn, but before she could, the big boy grabbed her by the arm, his fingers hurting her.

  “Please, don’t… let me go!” she pleaded, struggling against him. “I won’t say anything about this. Let me go, please.”

  “I know you won’t, lady,” he growled. “I know damn well you ain’t gonna say anything.”

  The other boys were surrounding her now, and Sandy cringed. “Please, don’t hurt me,” she begged.

  “We’re not gonna hurt you, lady,” the boy holding her arm said. “You like watching us? Does it turn you on to see us fucking? I bet it made your cunt a little hot, didn’t it, lady?”

  “No, I… please, let me go!”

  “She’s good looking,” one of the other boys said. “She’s got a fine ass on her. Man, I bet she’s a good piece of pussy!”

  “Let’s fuck her,” another boy said. “Let’s take her shorts off and give her some hard cock!”

  “Would you like that, lady?” the boy holding her asked. “Would you like some hard, young cock up your cunt?”

  Despite a feeling of fear, Sandy was becoming aroused. The idea of being fucked by these boys appealed to her, but she couldn’t let them know that. She had to feign fear. She certainly didn’t want to be injured.

  “Hey, guys,” she heard Lori say, her voice indicating her fear, “Leave her alone. She’s afraid, can’t you see that? Come on, leave her alone.”

  “Shut up, Lori!” the big boy snarled. “She’ll tell on us,” one of the boys said.

  “Not if we fuck her,” the big boy replied. “If we fuck her, she won’t say anything at all.”

  The logic failed to make sense to Sandy, but she kept her mouth shut. Her pussy was having fits between her thighs. She wanted them to fuck her, but she didn’t want to be raped. But if she told them, she felt it would make them mad, and they might hurt her. That logic didn’t make sense to her either, but she wasn’t thinking very straight right now anyway.

  “Let’s do it!” one of the boys said. “Let’s fuck her ass off?”

  Sandy’s mind was agreeing with him, but she continued to cringe.

  She felt hands on her shorts, pulling at them.

  When they fell to her feet, one of the boys whistled in appreciation. “No panties! Man, look at that sweet ass, would you?”

  “I’m too busy looking at that hairy cunt, man!” another said.

  “You guys look,” said a third voice, “I’m gonna fuck her!”

  Sandy was pulled toward the bench. Her shorts were left on the floor where they had been removed from her body. Hands began fumbling at her blouse and bra, and she hoped they would not tear them. That would be difficult to explain. Lori continued to sit where she had been, her eyes wide, fear still shining in them.

  “Come on, you guys,” Sandy heard the girl pleading. “We can get in trouble if you fuck her. Don’t you know that’s rape?”

  Sandy, in her mind, was telling Lori to shut the fuck up, that she wanted this. By now, Sandy was naked, her tits being manipulated and fondled. Hands were running about her trembling body, feeling her. Her legs were shoved apart and a boy was fingerfucking her. She felt cocks pressing against her body, and she closed her eyes and made small, soft whimpering sounds.

  “You won’t tell anyone, will you, lady?” she heard Lori ask. “If they let you go, you won’t say anything, would you?”

  “No,” Sandy whispered. “I won’t tell… if you let me go. Please, don’t do it to me!”

  “Fuck that noise, lady!” one of the boys snarled. “We’re gonna fuck you good! We’re gonna fuck you so good, you’ll come back for more!”

  Sandy was pulled backwards until she was laying on the long bench, in the same position as Lori. Her legs were spread wide, and a boy was between them. She felt his hard cock slither into her pussy, and then the boy was fucking her. Both her naked tits were being sucked on, and she looked up directly into Lori’s eyes.

  “If you don’t fight them,” Lori said, “they won’t hurt you. Let them fuck you and they’ll leave you alone.”

  “Oh, God, please!” Sandy whimpered, still pretending fear. But inside she was a raging volcano. She wanted to slam her cunt against that driving cock, fuck the Goddamn prick off the boy. She knew she could fuck them silly, turn the tables back on them, but she continued to pretend to be afraid.

  “Good pussy!” grunted the boy fucking her. “This cunt is a good fuck! Man, is her cunt hot and tight!”

  Sandy was coming already. Her pussy was flexing about the boy’s cock, drawing on his prick, sucking on his cock. She had to fight to hold her body still, struggle to keep from screaming that she wanted more and more, just as she had heard Lori beg. Then she felt the boy coming, his come juice spurting deep into her cunt.

  “Oooo,” she whimpered, unable to hold her feelings back. Her hips moved, and her pussy convulsed tighter.

  No sooner had the first boy pulled his cock from her cunt than another cock was sliding up her. She moaned again as the boy began stabbing powerfully into her pussy. She could not hold her hips still. They moved despite her efforts. She was still coming, never stopping.

  The second boy was fast. He stabbed her cunt a few times and came off, flooding her cunt with more thick come juice.

  A third boy was in his place, banging hard and brutally into her pussy. Sandy could no longer be still. Her ass whipped up and down with him, her cunt convulsing in spasms that were threatening to make her pass out. She had never felt so much ecstasy before. She could not stop coming, and she whimpered and groaned loudly.

  “Don’t fight them,” Lori was saying, thinking Sandy was being hurt. “Don’t move, and it won’t hurt so bad. Please, don’t fight them! Let them finish… get it over with! They’ll leave you alone then.”

  In her mind, Sandy was screaming at the girl to shut the fuck up! She wanted to scream her pleasure, to scream for the boys to fuck her raw, fuck her cunt until she had to walk straddle-legged.

  The boy came in her pussy, and the fourth, and last, boy settled upon her, his cock driving into her cunt swiftly. She could hear him pant against her ear as he fucked away, and her cunt continued to flex in orgasm. She was becoming very weak from so many orgasms, but she wanted more and more cock. Her naked ass was moving, writhing and twisting of its own accord. Her cunt gripped and sucked on the thrusting cock. There was nothing she could do about her reaction.

  “Oh, shit!” the boy fucking her groaned. “Shit, shit, shit! I’m coming… too fucking fast!”

  She felt his cock squirting into her cunt, and she could not suppress a wail of delight. Her body shook and her naked, jutting tits jiggled. By the time the boy finished coming, Sandy was so weak and exhausted that she closed her eyes and breathed raggedly, her arms hanging down limply, her legs wide apart. Th
ick come juice dripped from her hairy, throbbing cunt, and she was happy when the waves of orgasm receded.

  When she opened her eyes, she thought for a moment they had left her, that she was alone.

  “Lie still,” she heard Lori say. Then she felt a wet cloth between her thighs. “Let me clean you up. They didn’t hurt you, did they?”

  “No,” Sandy said in a tired-sounding voice. “No, they didn’t hurt me.”

  She struggled to sit up, and Lori removed the wet cloth from her cunt. Sandy looked at the girl. Lori had put her clothes on, a pair of faded jeans and a sweater. The clothing did nothing to conceal her ripe body. In fact, the jeans were quite tight, and the sweater indicated Lori’s nipples.

  “Can you walk?” Lori asked. “Let me help you get dressed.”

  “I’m all right,” Sandy said. She took the shorts Lori handed her and pulled them on. Then she replaced her bra and buttoned her blouse. “I guess… I guess I shouldn’t have come in here.”

  “Will you be able to get home okay?” Lori asked, concern in her voice. “I mean, I’ll help you if you’d like.”

  Sandy realized she was being handed the answer to her problem. If she could get Lori in her house, if she could get Lori to fuck her husband and son, it would be just what she wanted.

  Pretending weakness, she leaned against the teenage girl. “Perhaps I am a bit weak,” she said. “I appreciate your concern.”

  “You’re Mrs. Henderson, aren’t you?” Lori asked as she placed her arm about Sandy’s waist. “Aren’t you Joey’s mother?”

  “Yes,” Sandy said. “Do you know my son?”

  “Of course,” Lori said. “He’s a sweet boy.”

  “Has he… I mean, have you…” Sandy started to ask, trying to pretend apprehension.

  “You mean… back there?” Lori asked. “No, Mrs. Henderson. I should explain that. You see…”

  “No, not yet,” Sandy said. “Help me home and we can have something cold to drink. You don’t have to explain anything to me.”

  “But…” Lori didn’t understand. “You won’t tell anyone about this, will you? I mean, since they didn’t really hurt you?”

  “It was rape, Lori,” Sandy said.

  “I know, but, please,” Lori begged. “I’d get into a lot of trouble if anyone knew about that. Not for rape, but me, doing it with those boys.”

  “We’ll talk about it,” Sandy said. “Please help me home and we’ll talk about it.”

  As Sandy drove home with Lori next to her, she smiled to herself. She could sense the teenage girl’s apprehension, and whatever it was that she feared about exposure could possibly work to Sandy’s advantage.

  CHAPTER FIVE

  They were alone in the house. Rob was still at work, of course. Sandy had no idea where her son had run off to.

  Sandy kept up her pretense of weakness, letting Lori help her into the master bedroom. She undressed while the teenage girl entered the bathroom. By the time Lori had returned, Sandy was under the sheets naked. When Lori came into the bedroom, she was carrying moist towels.

  “I’ve got to help clean you up better,” Lori said, sitting on the edge of the bed. Sandy did not protest or try to stop the girl as Lori pulled the sheet from her body. She lay still, watching the girl.

  Sandy was not hurt at all. She shivered somewhat as she recalled the boys gangbanging her. Lori apparently took it as revulsion, but inside Sandy felt good, very alive. She had loved those four cocks fucking into her hard and fast. She had come so much she thought she would never stop coming. She felt slightly weak, but only from the pleasure she had felt, nothing else. If Lori wanted to think she had been disgusted by the experience and wanted to try and help her, so much the better.

  Lori began to run a towel, warm and damp, about her thighs. “I don’t see any injuries, Mrs. Henderson. There are no bruises or scratches that I can see.”

  “I think I’m all right, Lori,” Sandy said. “But that towel feels good, very soothing.”

  “Open your legs,” Lori said, her voice strange and a little husky.

  Sandy spread her legs wider than necessary. She squeezed her eyes shut, trying to bring tears. But she could not do it. She watched Lori from slitted eyes. She did not miss the gleam of interest in Lori’s eyes, nor did she miss Lori’s pink tongue lick over the full bottom lip. It made Sandy wonder about Lori.

  Lori twisted on the bed so that she was sitting cross-legged at Sandy’s hip. She gazed down at Sandy’s slender thighs, her gaze moving up between them. When the teenage girl’s gaze stopped between her thighs, Sandy thought she could feel the actual heat of her stare. Lori seemed to be very interested in her cunt.

  Lori was indeed interested in Sandy’s cunt. She had one hand on Sandy’s thigh, halfway up, and she looked between them, almost mesmerized. She took in the long, curling hairs, the thickness of Sandy’s bush. Lori saw the dark hair framing the pink, puffy lips of Sandy’s pussy, the way her cunt seemed to disappear into the crack of Sandy’s ass.

  Lori continued to run the towel up and down Sandy’s thigh, going over and over the same place, her gaze never moving from Sandy’s cunt. Sandy began to understand what Lori was feeling. She saw Lori’s emotions in her blue eyes. She almost laughed out loud when she realized it. So, she thought, the little sexpot that had all the boys and men drooling with hard ons is a little cunt licker! Sandy’s naked body trembled in her effort to choke back her laughter, and, again, Lori mistook her feelings.

  “You’re still frightened, Mrs. Henderson,” she said. “You don’t have anything to fear. Please don’t worry about it. You aren’t hurt, and they won’t bother you again.”

  “Why, Lori?” Sandy asked.

  “What do you mean, Mrs. Henderson?”

  “Those boys,” Sandy said. “Why were you letting them take turns fucking you?”

  “I had to,” Lori said, working her hand up toward Sandy’s pussy. “I didn’t have much choice.”

  “Why? Surely you could have stopped them.” Lori looked into Sandy’s eyes. “Could I, Mrs. Henderson? Could you have stopped what they did to you?”

  “But I saw you, Lori,” Sandy said. “I watched you with them. You didn’t act as if you were being raped. In fact, I had the distinct impression you were loving every minute of it.”

  Lori lowered her eyes shyly. “Are you going to say anything about it, Mrs. Henderson? Are you going to report it?”

  “I don’t know. I’ve got to think about it.”

  “Please don’t say anything!” Lori begged, her eyes again gazing into Sandy’s dark eyes. “I could get into a lot of trouble. Please, don’t tell on us!”

  “But what trouble could you possibly get into, Lori? It was those boys who were in the wrong, not you.”

  “I… can’t tell you,” Lori said, again dropping her eyes. There was a faint flush on her pretty cheeks.

  Sandy thought for a moment, then said. “Lori, I’ll make a bargain with you. Tell me what kind of trouble you would get into, and I’ll not say anything about it. Okay?”

  For a long moment, Lori didn’t reply. Her eyes were again gazing between Sandy’s thighs. Finally, she sucked in a deep breath, sighing, “I guess I don’t have any choice, do I? If you tell about those boys and me, I get into trouble. If I tell you, then that’s just one more person that knows about it.”

  “That isn’t the way to look at it,” Sandy said. “Besides, I don’t see how you could get into trouble because of…”

  “You don’t understand, Mrs. Henderson,” Lori said quickly, breaking in. “You just don’t understand.”

  “Then suppose you tell me and see,” Sandy urged.

  “All right,” Lori sighed again. “I don’t have any choice, I guess.” She paused, taking her hand from Sandy’s thigh. She folded her hands in her lap and looked down at her hands shyly. “They caught me doing something. I know how pretty I am, Mrs. Henderson, and I know boys follow me all over — men too. I don’t mind that. I sort of like it. But I never
did anything like that… I mean, with a bunch of guys. It only happened once or twice before. Before today, I mean.”

  “I didn’t want to take on all of them at the same time, but I had to do it. They made me fuck them, Mrs. Henderson. Then, after that first time, it got better and I started to like it. Today was awfully nice, until you caught us. Those guys can be rough when they want to. They’re all on the football squad, you know. Anyway, they caught me about two weeks ago with… with… Oh, do I have to tell you?”

  “Yes, Lori,” Sandy said, placing her hand on Lori’s jean-covered knee.

  “Oh, hell!” Lori said, giving up. “There was this… this girl. She’s not in school now. She graduated last year. But we had something going between us. She doesn’t like boys, if you know what I mean.”

  “I know. Please tell me all of it.”

  “Well, we were together and those guys caught us, that’s all.”

  “Caught you doing what?” Sandy asked, forcing this beautiful, very desirable teenage girl to tell everything bluntly. “Tell me all of it, Lori.”

  “We were… we were in her car.” Lori’s voice had dropped almost to a whisper. “In the back seat. It was after a game, and I was… well, hot for sex. I’m always hot for sex after a game. Anyway, we were in this girl’s car, sort of touching each other. You know, on the tits and legs and… and between them. We became so hot and involved, we didn’t pay much attention to where we were at. Anyway, when the boys caught us, me and this girl were… were… Oh, please! I don’t want to say anymore!”

  “You must,” Sandy said, squeezing the knee. “You must tell me, Lori.”

  Sandy saw Lori was about to cry. She also knew Lori’s distress was not because she was ashamed of what she had done, but because she had to tell Sandy about something she might not approve of. The way Lori looked at her cunt told Sandy this teenage sexpot wanted her, wanted her pussy.

  “We were… were doing it!” Lori wailed. “Were doing it to each other! Ohhh, Mrs. Henderson, we were using our… our mouths… on each other!”

  “I see,” Sandy said in a soft voice, elated to discover this. It could work to her advantage quite easily, she felt. It had been much easier than she had realized, getting this sweet, beautiful teenage girl for her son and husband. She ran her fingers along Lori’s thigh, saying, “You were licking each other’s pussy, Lori?”