Immoral people capitalizing on the innocence of others to attain their goals-a story as old as man. The Bible, history books, law books-all contain examples.
And when the innocent victims are young, the story is so much sadder . . .
Karen Sharrod is the victim of immoral people. A young teenager, Karen finds herself caught in a web of depravity and perversion she never dreamed existed. And, after being forced to suffer one humiliation after another at the hands of some brutal men, she becomes little more than an obedient animal, catering to the whims of her captors.
TORMENTED TEENAGER-the shocking story of an innocent woman learning the sordid truth about human nature. A story with a lesson for our uncaring society.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Karen Sharrod toyed with her long blonde hair, twisting it in her fingers as she rested her chin on her arm and stared absently out the window. The hot, muggy air this late August evening was making the achy itch between her legs throb worse than ever. Karen let out a long sigh, moving her plump, firm ass slightly on the chair. That subtle motion made the insistent feeling build up along the insides of her thighs like a tiny electric shock, growing until her cuntlips, asscheeks and belly grew heavy and flushed. If only that new boy in class, Billy Richards, hadn't looked at her that way all through English! The way he kept staring at her made the young sixteen-year-old blonde blush with excitement. She could still feel his look burn through her clothing.
Karen closed her eyes and sucked in a ragged breath. She tried to ignore the hot, mushy feeling between her legs. She remembered especially today and how Billy looked at her. She was wearing a sleeveless scoop-necked blouse dyed in various colors. Like so many of the girls in her high school
Karen hadn't worn a bra. Her nipples pressed against the thin fabric of the blouse. And when Billy stared hotly at her, they turned hard and poked even more prominently through the cotton cloth. It was obvious, at least to Karen, that he had been peering at her fully developed tits seconds earlier when she'd bent down to pick up a pencil dropped earlier.
And the way he kept shifting in his chair, Karen knew his cock must be growing stiff and uncomfortably hard. Although she was still a virgin, plenty of girls who weren't were more than happy and proud to tell her how boys work. And then Karen was sure he was mentally undressing her. That thought excited the girl more and more. She could feel her clitty erecting itself. Her pussy membranes were beginning to swell. Every time she squirmed in her wooden chair her cuntlips were moving apart slowly, unsticking, exposing her trembling unplowed slit.
She had begun to sweat. Even Miss Jones, the English teacher, asked her if she was all right. The boys in the room looked at her, then at Billy, then smirked. They all knew what was wrong with her.
Then when Billy was called to the front of the room to write something on the board, Karen could see a bulge in his Levi's just where his cock would be as he walked down the aisle. How many of her classmates were aware of what was happening to her? She could smell something funny coming up from her legs. Cunt juice! Vaporized pussy oil, evidence of her cunny coming into heat!
Karen lowered her eyes while Billy was at the front of the room. Her fingers were shaking so badly she couldn't take notes. And he was staring at her, ignoring Miss Jones who was talking about the Romantic English poets. The knob of his stiff prick was pressing against the fly of his jeans. Somewhere in the back Karen could hear suppressed giggling. Other girls had noticed it and guessed who it was meant for. Karen wanted to die.
Instead she ignored-or tried to ignore Billy, letting her mind grow blank while the class droned on. The bell ringing out in the hall made Karen sigh with relief. It was all over-at least for the day. When she started to get up she could feel her jeans clinging to her crotch. They were damp, sticky, soaked by the juice that had oozed through her thin pink panties. And she could tell from Billy's steady gaze that he knew it.
After class the girls practically pinned poor Karen down in her desk seat, giggling, wanting to know how many times she let Billy go all the way with her. When the young blonde swore she never even went out with him, the others sneered and raised their heads proudly, thinking she was too good for them.
"Damn!" Karen muttered, blushing that she had used such a word. Her parents had told her swearing was a terrible sin. For years she had been under the oppressive moral rule of her Baptist parents. No smoking, dancing, drinking, and not even thinking about a man except in the most ideal of terms. But how could she stop thinking about men like that? It grew worse every year.
And now as she was nearly seventeen Karen began thinking about things her mother and father would have considered the worst of sins. How her cunny ached and itched at nights! How her titties swelled like balloons whenever she thought of boys and what they could do with the long, stiff thick things the girls told her about. Six inches, eight inches, even ten and eleven inches of dickmeat worming their way into her tight little cunny. It seemed impossible! The hole wasn't that big. And the prick would go all the way into her tummy.
Still Karen would lay alone in her bed at night, her body on fire while her mind concentrated on what a hot dick up her snatch would feel like. It was at times like those when Karen would reach down with trembling, icy fingers, push the covers away and slide her hands under her gown to her cunny. She'd close her eyes, tugging and caressing her clitty shaft with her fingers while she pictured some man slowly settling between her legs, his cock hot and red and sliding back and forth in the crack between her torso and upper thighs. Oh God, how her clit burned like a glowing jewel! How wet her palms were with pussy juice as the excitement grew and grew, making her virginal snatch tight like a fist.
And then blessed release! Orgasm after orgasm flowed over her cunny. How sweet it was to bask in the warm afterglow. Still there was something missing in all that. The young blonde needed a man-a real man to show her what to do with her snatch.
"Ohhh!" Karen groaned, digging her sharp fingernails into the palms of her hands. She sucked in her lower lip, biting down hard until she nearly drew blood. The itch was getting worse! If only her parents were gone she'd get into bed and take care of it the way she had so many other nights! But she could hear them talking downstairs through her opened bedroom door. Then there was the sound of the doorbell, and someone else walked in.
Karen sighed, wondering how long it would be before everyone went to bed when she heard her mother calling her from below.
"Karen, Karen honey. Come on downstairs for a minute. Leave your homework. There's some people I want you to meet," her mother called from the foot of the stairs.
Karen stretched her long, tapered legs out in front of her, feeling her pussy ripple teasingly at that light pressure. Her body felt heavy and warm. Karen knew something was wrong. She was too overheated to meet friends of her family. Yet there was nothing she could do that wouldn't arouse her mother's suspicion.
"Coming," the girl shouted pleasantly, pulling herself up out of the chair to the doorway.
Walking down the stairs Karen thought she could recognize one of the voices drifting lazily in the large, warm living room. Stepping down onto the bottom landing, Karen felt her eyes widen with surprise and delight. It was that new boy-Billy Granger and his mother and father.
"Karen honey, I want you to meet the Grangers. They've been in town just for a few months. Your daddy and I invited them over for some coffee. We thought we'd make them feel more at home, especially as your daddy's a regular member on the Church Council."
Karen kept her eyes modestly down, feeling a blush beginning to work up from her toes to her face. She saw Mr. and Mrs. Granger smiling pleasantly. And to the big old man's right Billy stood silently, his eyes fixed heatedly on the young girl. She could feel that same, hot stare ripping through her clothes, making her titties swell and ache while her pussy began dribbling cunny juice all over again.
"They're from Richmond, Virginia. I don't know if you'll enjoy our humble country ways in Little Rock," Mrs. Sharrod continued.
Karen ground her teeth together silently. That was her mother! Always playing the grand dame when her father could barely make the mortgage payments on their modest home. What would Billy think of all that wild rambling?
Karen dared roll her eyes up once. They met with Billy's. He was smiling slightly, his hands jammed deep into his pockets while he rocked back and forth on his heels. He wasn't paying attention at all to her mother. The girl blushed with embarrassment and pride. He was so big and handsome! So many of the other girls in class tried to get their hooks into him. No one succeeded. One or two of her friends were mean enough to suggest he was a fag! But Karen could tell from the looks he gave her in class and especially here in her parents' living room that he was no queer. Her body felt warm and lush under that stare. It was all she could do to keep from falling to the floor. Her knees were buckling. And how her cunt and nipples pulsed with the same exotic sexual rhythm.
"Why don't you two go outside on the porch for a while," Mrs. Sharrod suggested, taking Billy's mother by the arm and guiding her toward the kitchen. "We old folks'll do all right talking among ourselves."
Karen nodded silently, turning and walking toward the screen door. She caught her mother's expression-warm, trusting. If only she knew how her daughter was reacting to this tall, thick-shouldered boy behind her, her mother would lock her up in the bedroom.
Karen stepped onto the porch, sucking in a lungful of the warm, thick night air. Behind her she could hear her mother's voice growing softer as she disappeared into the kitchen. Then there was the thudding of Billy Granger's boots on the wooden floor of the large summer porch. The sound seemed to go through the young blonde like a knife.
"So, you're from Richmond?" Karen said, turning around and wondering why her voice sounded so awfully low.
"Yeah. My father's a mechanical engineer. His company transferred him here," Billy said with a thick drawl, moving to Karen's right and leaning against one of the wooden pillars. He wasn't looking at her. His blue eyes were focused on the blackness outside.
"It's not as exciting as other places-Little Rock, I mean," she said nervously. Now they were alone Karen wasn't sure how to handle herself. She couldn't do anything improper. But somehow she had to let Billy know she was interested in him.
"No, guess it isn't. But it's not all that bad," he said quietly, turning and flashing a big boyish grin at her.
Karen nearly died of excitement and fright. She saw his handsome face looming in front of her like a bright moon. His broad forehead, high cheeks, deep-set eyes, thick blond moustache and military-cut blond hair made him look like a young
Prussian officer. She wanted to fall into his arms and have him do . . . do whatever boys are supposed to do short of.. . of THAT.
Still Karen played it proper and leaned away from Billy.
"This place pretty big? I don't see too many houses around here," he said casually, moving around the pillar and stepping down to the ground.
"The land goes all the way down to the road, then over here down to a stream out back. If you want I'll show you. It's pretty, even at night."
The two of them rounded the house, hearing their parents talking in the kitchen. In seconds they had escaped the warm glow streaming from the opened windows and were walking through tall grass growing damp with dew. The bright silver light from the full moon turned the wet field into land of sparkling jewels. Karen inhaled deeply and smelled the thick, heavy perfume of magnolias and wild flowers. Mixed with that was her own pungent aroma of cunny juice drifting in the still night. She wondered if Billy could smell it behind her!
Soon they were by the river. Karen stopped at the edge, staring down at the gently flowing water below. The air was filled with the quiet gurgling of slow-moving water. She sank down onto the wet grass, not caring if she stained her shorts. She needed something cold to bring her pussy out of the shameful heat that was burning it up.
"You're right. It is pretty here," Billy said, squatting down next to her.
For what seemed like an eternity neither one of them spoke. Karen thought she'd scream if Billy kept on sitting there quietly.
"You know, I've been kind of watchin' you in class lately," he said a little shyly. Karen jerked her head around and saw the boy was toying with several long blades of grass in his hands.
"Oh? What for?"
"Oh, you know," he said, throwing the grass in front of him. Karen smiled to herself at his apparent shyness. He was such a big man. She'd heard he'd be trying out for the football team and was almost a shoo-in. "Hell, I'm not good at this kind of stuff."
"What kind of.. . " Karen began. Her sentence stopped when Billy suddenly flung himself on top of her like a heavy rug. For a moment Karen felt helpless. She couldn't imagine what was happening to her as Billy pinned her down to the wet grass and started unbuttoning her shorts. His lips were on her neck, slathering down her crawling down her flesh while his fingers dug cruelly at her thighs.
"Jesus Christ, I've wanted to do this all goddamned day. Now I'm gonna do it. I'm gonna slip this cock of mine into your cunt."
The words burned like a hot poker into Karen's mind. She froze, her body stiffening as if someone had injected concrete into her veins. He was raping her, raping her right on her father's property!
"No, don't," she cried, reaching up and trying to scratch his face. He couldn't do this to her. She was a virgin. No, she was saving that for her husband. He could kiss her, even put his hand where her mother said only a lawful husband should put his hand. But not COCK!
"Come on, Karen. You know you want it as much as I do."
The girl froze with horror. So he had noticed her reaction to him in class. And now he was taking advantage of it. The girl suddenly burned with frustration and anger. She wasn't a piece of meat.
"You filthy pig," she grunted, pushing up at Billy's chest with all her strength. She could feel his thick legs pinning hers down to the wet grass while his fingers began to work under her thighs, up under her legbands toward her crotch. He was hunching his groin down, pushing something long and hard against her pussy.
"Pig, eh?" Billy grunted, pulling his head up and staring angrily at the young blonde. Her hair was fanned out on the ground around her. Karen's eyes glittered with hate. "I'll show you."
With that the young man moved his mouth over hers, pressing down his thick sensuous lips and driving his tongue like a spear into Karen's mouth.
The young blonde teenager cried out a muffled scream, twisting her body like a snake under Billy's as she tried to escape the hot, wiggly thing in her mouth. But as disgusted and terrified as she was, Karen couldn't ignore the fact that she was getting turned on to this "rape."
Slowly she pulled her knees apart, letting Billy settle comfortably on her like a cowboy climbing into the saddle. The young man became more gentle the more cooperative Karen became. She was kissing him back, actually welcoming the big boy's tongue into her mouth and starting to push back with her own. She rolled her ass over the damp ground, pushing up against Billy's bulging groin. She could feel his fingers wandering freely over her shorts, caressing her inner thighs, crawling up her naked belly toward her titties. She was twisting and writhing under the big young man now, desperately sucking in his tongue while raking his back with her fingernails. The fear of any rape was gone. All she could think of was the lush, hot tight feeling growing in her cunny and the warm pressure of Billy's body against hers.
"Oh, it's wrong, no, no," Karen gasped. But there was nothing she could do to stop him. Something much stronger than her morals or those of her parents had taken her over. Karen was shoving up to Billy, silently offering her virgin cunny to him while he drove his tongue over her teeth, lashing her mouth. Spittle drooled out of their mouths and rolled down Karen's chin and cheeks. She raised her knees, digging the balls of her feet into the grass. She could feel her pussylips becoming bloated, swelling up and frying in her own juice. If this was the terrible loss of innocence her mother always talked about, Karen was ready to go through it every night.
CHAPTER TWO
Karen watched wide-eyed as Billy worked his Levi's over his muscular ass. He had already slipped off his t-shirt, socks and shoes. They lay neatly folded in a pile to his right. The girl watched in breathless anticipation as Billy pulled the zipper tab all the way down, then pushed the top snap at the top of his pants open.
His Levi's parted immediately and a long, thick thing of about nine inches spilled out. Karen sucked in a deep breath and instinctively closed her legs. So that was what the other girl giggled about in the bathroom. She stared at the long pole. In the moonlight she could see almost every vein that throbbed around the fat rod. At the tip its head seemed to be actually pulsating. And Billy's fat, hanging balls swayed lazily back and forth with every movement he made.
The longer Karen stared at the large dick, the less afraid she was. The young blonde wondered what it would feel like to have that cock sticking into her.
"Come on," Billy said, stepping out of his
Levi's, then moving back to the reclining girl.
Karen stared vacantly up at him as he resettled himself on top of her. He was working her buttons open, hunching that fat prick against her belly flesh while he opened up her shorts.
"Ohhhhhhh!" Karen sighed. Her lungs seemed to be filled up with burning gas. She felt Billy's thick, calloused fingers crawling over the silky material of her panties.
"You want it bad, Karen. I can tell. God, your panties are soaked down with juice. When a girl's got juice comin' out of her the way you do, shit, she can barbecue a guy's prick with her snatch," Billy said in a thick voice.
Karen shivered under both his touch and his voice. He was working her thighs apart with his hands, pushing them open. That gentle pressure pulled her cuntlips apart, unsticking them and leaving her fuck hole open for the young man.
"Karen, Karen . . . " Billy's hipbones bumped against hers. He was plowing his cockshaft up and down against her belly. Karen could feel the soft sensation of his balls brushing against her inner thighs. What was she supposed to do? Her mother had never given her any instructions. Her girlfriends, for all their talk and bravado, said nothing more except how exciting it all was.
Then Billy began pulling his hands out of her shorts. Was that it? Had he already cum? No, Karen could feel his dick still hard, pressing hard against her navel. What was he doing?
"I've been lookin' at them titties so long I can practically taste 'em now."
The young blonde lay quietly as she felt him untie her halter, then gently pull it off. Her large, thirty-four inch tits lay like two perfectly rounded globes on her chest. The half-inch long red nipples pointed like two thick, tiny sticks. Her rapid, shallow breathing made the titty flesh jiggle like pudding while Billy stared almost lovingly at them.
Slowly he lowered his head, opening his mouth and sticking out his long, rough wet tongue. Karen closed her eyes and let out a long, shuddering sigh when she felt his breath blow gently against her throbbing right nipple. Then there was contact. She felt his thick lips engulfing the stiff red titty-tip. His front teeth dug gently into the tender flesh while his tongue flicked around and around. He was sucking at her as if he were trying to get milk!
Karen squeezed her firm asscheeks together, rocking to the right and offering her titty up to the big young man. Billy shifted his weight, drawing his hands closer to her body while moving his cock down to Karen's furry cunt-mound. He sucked harder, biting more into the stiff flesh. With his other hand Billy squeezed Karen's left titty, pushing down on the nipple with his thumb.
Karen felt hot chills run up and down her spine. Her flesh crawled with unspeakable pleasure. She could feel the sharp blades of grass working into the tight little valley between her asscheeks. Her body was wet with dew and sweat. Billy's spittle oozed from his mouth onto her tits, flowing onto her chest.
Karen used her fingernails, digging them into the nape of Billy's neck and guiding his face over her titties. She moved him to the left boob, then back to the right. Oh God, she had never dreamed being with a man could be so good!
Then Billy rolled off her and sat up. He took her right hand and forced her fingers to pet his flat, muscular belly. She touched the stiff blond curls near the base of his prickshaft. Her teeth clamped tightly together from the tension, Karen opened her hand, then closed the small fingers around Billy's cock.
"Ahhh!"
He nearly fell backward from the gentle caress. Karen could hardly get her hand around the thick, long shaft. She let out a tiny cry when she felt his dick throb under her touch. It was like a wild, frightened animal. A scary thrill rippled over her body. She was surprised at how Billy's cock felt. The core was hard as steel. But the outer skin seemed to move easily up and down over that hardness. And at the head the texture was completely different. The head flared out and was spongy when she pushed her thumbnail into it.
"I'm gonna shoot if you keep doin' that."
Karen pulled her hand away as if she'd touched a hot stove. No, she didn't want to have that white sticky stuff the girls giggled about all over her. She waited as Billy fought for control over himself. Then biting her lower lip hard the young blonde slipped her fingers back under Billy's groin, back until she could gather up the loose nuts. She felt her mind spinning around like a merry-go-round. She was doing things that scared her; things she didn't really know why she was doing them. They seemed wicked, especially when put against the moral past her parents had brought her up with.
Karen fondled Billy's balls, feeling the shape of them through the leathery skin of his nuts. They were egg-shaped and heavy. When she gently squeezed them then rolled them against one another Billy stiffened his body. His breathing caught, and she was afraid he'd be shooting that disgusting sticky white stuff on her belly.
Then Billy bent down again, kissing her neck and shoulders. Karen felt him slip a thigh over hers. He was kissing her large tits wet again, sliding his fingers under the elastic leg band of her panties. Her mind whirled faster and faster. What would it feel like for him to actually get his hands under her panties-to actually push his fingers into her pussy?
"Don't.. . oh Billy, no . . . " the helpless girl moaned unconvincingly. Her breathing was faster and rapid. Her hands fell like lead weights to the wet ground while her legs slid back and forth over the grass. Karen sucked in a deep breath and dug her chin into Billy's shoulder. He was so heavy, pressing her down into the ground. He was going to try to get her panties off-to fuck her. He was smoothing his hands down the sides of her body, feeling how her waist tapered in. His cock slipped lower now, almost under her cunt-mound. She'd soaked down her panty crotch with juice. He was pumping his dick against the nylon-covered crack. The crown of his thick rod was pushing the sheer material up between her cuntlips. Karen closed her eyes and sucked the bottom lip under her teeth. She rolled her ass back and forth to increase the friction of her soppy cuntlips against Billy's cock. The feeling was shockingly good. It was better than her friends had led her to believe.
The sensation between her legs was especially good when the young blonde teased her cuntal mound away from Billy and then let him just touch the sputtering clitty shaft with his dickhead.
"Ohh, OHHH!" Karen groaned. The velvety touch of his prick seemed so real!
"Baby, gonna fuck you," he grunted.
Karen froze. She pushed her hand between their bodies, touching his fuck shaft and balls, then finally found the steamy place where her cuntlips had been mashed to the side.
"NOOO!" she cried. Her panty crotch had been twisted aside, stretched into the hollow between her thigh and right cunt lip. Billy's hot, cum drooling cockhead was touching her pussy. His slick tip was gliding up and down the soft valley of her cunt. Karen shuddered with excitement and fear. No, she couldn't let him get that stiff, thick thing into her. What if she got pregnant? Her mother and father would drive her out of the house. There wouldn't be any place for her to go. Billy got his rocks off this way with other girls, maybe, but not with her!
Frantically she tried to pull the narrow band of nylon back over her exposed cunt. But the soaked material slipped from her grasp. Billy's cock gouged steadily at her. Her body was clutched up eagerly against his.
"You've got to stop now. Listen to me," Karen panted.
"Karen . . . , " he moaned. His mouth was wet, nibbling at her neck. She felt his tongue against her flesh. Billy caught her head with both hands and drowned her begging words with a long kiss. Karen's nostrils flared with excitement and confusion as Billy fucked his hips against her. He was trying to slide down, trying to change the angle of his cock against her cunt. Karen knew why and flailed at his back with her small fists. She drove her heels against the backs of his legs. He'd found that shallow spot where her cuntal mouth was. He was shoving his cock hard against it.
"Don't, please, stop, stop . . . "
Billy had her pinned helpless to the ground. She couldn't get her hands down to make him stop trying to fuck her. A sob choked her. Why had she let it go so far? Her parents and his parents were talking casually in their kitchen. They had no idea of the rape scene about to occur just outside the window.
The steady, sleek friction against her cuntlips was doing something to her. It was something more encompassing that she'd ever experienced before. The fever of that insatiable itch was driving her wild. A white-hot heat ripped through her cunny. A mounting thrill made her pussy hotter and tighter. That itch had become a pulsing ache, throbbing like a festering wound. The building tension invaded every nerve-ending of her body.
"NOOO!" Karen cried as Billy reached down, raised her ass and skinned off her juice-soaked panties. Feeling the cold air against her bare snatch, the girl raised her hands, pressing her cold fingers against Billy's chest and tried pushing the boy off. She just felt his dickhead worm its way into her cunt.
Undaunted Billy slid down on her body, tonguing her titties, then lapping at her heaving belly, leaving a long wet silver trail of spittle on her flesh. Then she felt Billy's cheeks against her slender thighs. There was the smooth, silky rubbing of his lips as they forced her outer labia apart.
Her chest heaved as he moved his head from side to side, burrowing deeper between her outer cuntlips. To have a man's mouth on her pussy was something Karen had never even thought of. But what a sensation it was! She felt the flooding juices of her twat seeping from all parts of her hole. He was licking deep into her cunt, stabbing his tongue in and out as if he were searching for a hotter place than he'd found. Then she felt him rimming the edge of her snatch with his tongue tip. The girl stiffened in fright. Then she relaxed under the overwhelming erotic thrill washing over her. "What.. . ? "
Billy turned her onto her side now and held her cuntlips apart with his fingers. He was working his tongue crazily now, exploring every curve and cranny in her snatch. Her right leg rested heavily on his shoulder while his strong fingers cut into the muscles just above each of her knees.
Then the young man rolled her back on her ass and spread her inch by inch. Karen felt as if she were being split apart. Without thinking the blonde teenager began to move her hips lewdly. She dug at the grass under her thighs with her fingers, tossing her head from side to side. The fine silken hairs tangled around her neck and ears as Billy crawled back up her belly and snaked his tongue into her navel. The girl felt floods of hot juice wet down her hairy cuntlips. Billy reached between them once more and ran his finger gingerly along the jagged slit. Karen had closed her legs again. But his touch brought out a moan from deep inside her and she spread them apart once again. He found her clitty as she hoped he would. Billy rolled a thumb back and forth until she whimpered like a drowning kitten. She was begging him to do something about that itch between her legs, letting out lusty little grunts of passion she could no longer hide.
"Wanna fuck, baby?"
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Karen repeated like a robot. She rolled her hips up again, feeling him mop up her pussy with his fingers.
"You move your ass real nice." He was kissing up her belly, under her tits, mouthing one, then the other. She didn't know how much longer she could take something like this.
Then the girl felt something hot, hard and stiff pressing against her outer labia. It was forcing through. Her cuntlips were flattening back. The throbbing cockhead brushed against the tingling hair-trigger of her clitty.
"Oh, no, not already!" the girl cried, her body stiffening once more.
Billy pushed his fingers through her blonde hair, holding her face as he kissed it. Karen gasped again as she felt him push forward with his hips. That hot, hard cock was beginning to hurt her. Then the pain increased when his pole rammed up against the thin membrane just inside her pussy.
"It's gonna hurt for a little while," he said between his tightly clenched teeth.
Karen held her breath, realizing that nothing could prevent the breaking of her cherry. She could feel Billy's muscle tense, getting ready for the big thrust. The blonde tried to relax as she felt Billy's leg muscles tense.
The sensation was sharp and over before she could realize what had happened. Karen felt the hot rushing of Billy's cockmeat as he drove his stabbing prick in like a rocket. There was the tearing sensation of her membrane being ripped to shreds by his sinking prick. A bolt of white-hot pain tore through her body. Karen thought she'd faint from the agony. Yet Billy kept on sinking his prick in until the girl wondered if the head would come out of her mouth. The agonizing flash of pain turned into a kind of golden fireball. And then it disappeared altogether, leaving only a delicious hot, tense itch still throbbing inside her.
"Billy, I'm afraid. I'm really afraid." She clung to his neck, feeling her taut nipples scrape against the boy's curly-haired chest. His hand slipped under her back. She felt suddenly so thin and helpless under him.
"You're not gonna get pregnant. I promise," he said as if guessing her fears.
"Olihh, it feels weird. Oh god, I think I'm gonna split apart."
Billy dragged his cock back a little, then up again. The girl's cunt stretched wide, making her pussy open up into a broad tunnel to accommodate the boy's fat prick.
Then Billy bent his head down and flicked his tongue into the girl's ear. Karen shivered with excitement and lust. She dared to move her hips now, changing the angle her cunny made with Billy's fat prick. He was now halfway inside her when her cuntal muscles spasmed and tightened down on the big man. Billy stopped breathing and looked startled.
"Jesus! I haven't known a girl who could do that! Fuck, you're good honey."
"I-I can't help it," Karen said shyly, keeping her eyes down. She moved her hand back between their bodies now, curious to see how that fat dick felt as it slowly began to pump in and out of her body. She could feel her insides stretching out around his fat rod. The girl tensed, waiting for the cockhead to reach the bottom of her cunt while she moved her hand down into the swampy mess of her pussy.
"Ohh, feels good," Billy moaned when her hand touched his sinking cock. She could hardly believe it when she felt his balls swinging against her knuckles. He was really into her now. She could sense the added head inside her body.
"Ohhh, ohhhhhhhh!" Karen babbled. She liked what was happening to her. All around her she could smell the hot, thick odor of her cunny juice mixing with their evaporating sweat. The night air seemed to echo the soft, sucking sounds of their fucking. Karen could feel the froth of her juices as Billy's cockhead pulled gobs of it out of her cunny.
Then Billy grew very still, setting his mouth hard. He was holding back his orgasm. Yet Karen couldn't stop herself from moving. She rolled her ass around and around. She purposely tilted her cunny up, ribbing her clitty shaft against the top of his sinking dick.
"Don't do that," he gasped.
The words made Karen burn. To think she was manipulating this big man with her virginal cunny-making him beg for mercy when it was her hot little snatch that had been raped! When her pussy muscles tightened up again around the shaft just behind the flared tip the girl tossed her ass with wild, feverish movements. Billy sounded as if he were strangling. She lifted her knees, letting them sag apart again as he dragged his prick out a little further. Karen let the tip linger between the small inner cuntlips. He was caressing her clitty with his fat prickhead, rubbing it gently back and forth as if scratching that killing itch gently with the tip of a finger. Karen trembled again. In a sudden rush of lust she plunged her ass down, then shoved it back up again. She felt him rape through the hole, plunging down deep into her snatch. When she felt the hot firmness of his balls press against the bottom V of her pussy the young blonde thought she would die of pleasure.
"I can't.. . s-stop! I just can't!" Karen cried.
Her ass moved like a wild animal. "OHHHHH, NOOOOOO!"
Karen tied herself into a knot on his rapidly hunching body. She wrapped her arms and legs around him tightly as he shoved his prick in and out of her slippery box. The girl could tell he was about to shoot. "Cum, cum, cum," she heard herself say. That was incredible. She was using words that would have made her blush earlier.
In the end the young blonde teenager locked herself so tightly around him he lifted her up off the ground when he pulled back for his final downstroke.
"Cummmmmmmm!" Karen cried. Her eyelids fluttered back while her jaw sagged open. Strings of drool dribbled from her mouth while the cords in her neck stood out. The power of her orgasm nearly knocked her out.
And then the gobs of white, sticky hot jizz began to spray out of Billy's prick. Karen could feel the globs burning into the walls of her cunny and cried out crazily. Her fingernails raked his back mercilessly while the balls of her feet danced across his hunching asscheeks. She was being stuffed with his jizz, filled up with male spunk while her clitty throbbed out a crazy beat of animal lust.
Then finally it stopped. The two of them lay quietly just above the stream for what seemed like hours while the crickets chirped a quiet melody all around them.
Billy was the first to move. Slowly he pulled his fat dick out of Karen's slackening cunny. The girl let out a soft moan, drawing her right hand across her face and turning away from him. She felt a cloud of shame descend over her. How could she let him get away with this? And she was more than a willing participant in it. The memory of how she danced her ass over the ground while Billy fucked his cock in and out of her pussy made her groan with disgust and fear. What kind of animal had she turned into?
"Ohh baby, you're good. And for a first timer, you're one hell of a.. . " Billy began, slipping on his Levi's and reaching for his t-shirt.
"Don't say it, Billy. I don't want to hear it," Karen nearly cried out in shame. Hot tears welled up in her eyes as she jerked up into a sitting position and reached over her toes for her halter.
"Hey, I'm sorry if I offended you or something," Billy said a little hurt. He had just tucked in his cock and zipped up his trousers. "But you were beggin' me to fuck you."
"I know, I KNOW!" Karen said tearfully, snapping her halter together, then stretching out her hand and groping for her panties. "I just don't want to talk about it."
Billy let it drop, finishing dressing and waiting for Karen to pull herself together. They walked back silently to the house. The girl brushed her tears away, wondering if there was anything about her that blared out she'd been fucked.
As they approached the house she could see her parents and Billy's standing on the front porch, looking uneasily about them. Only then did Karen realize the two of them must have spent a good deal of time by the stream.
"There they are!" Karen heard her mother say with a note of suspicion in her voice. "We thought you two'd dropped away from the face of the earth."
Karen tried to keep her face half-hidden in the dark. She could only imagine what the scene would be like if the truth were known. Billy looked sheepishly at her, then cast down his eyes.
"Oh, we were just talkin' about school. Seems Billy wants to get on the football team," Karen said as off-handedly as she could.
That managed to keep the conversation light. The Grangers stayed for a few more minutes, paying their respects to Karen for entertaining their son, then leaving quietly.
"Nice family," Mrs. Sharrod said, turning to Karen as the young blonde walked quickly into the brightly-lit living room. There was the smell of coffee and cake in the air. To think all the time she and Billy were fucking their heads off, their parents were pleasantly chatting about the weather! The innocence of it all and her corresponding guilt suddenly overwhelmed the girl.
Saying goodnight quickly to her mother and father, Karen ran up the stairs to her bedroom. She slammed the door behind her, jumping onto the bed and burying her face in the pillow. Her cunny was still warm, tingling with the sensation of being stretched wide and reamed out by a fat, long prick.
"No, no, I'll never do it again!" Karen cried, doubling up her fists and pounding them into the pillow.
CHAPTER THREE
"So, you let him fuck you, hmmmm."
"What?"
Karen wheeled around in the hall, staring in horror at the tall dark-haired girl confronting her. It was Sharon Laughlin, head cheerleader for the school. She was a darkly attractive girl with long black lashes, deep blue eyes and the figure of a mature full-titted woman even though she was only eighteen. Most of the girls knew Sharon had an eye out on Billy Granger. Unfortunately, Karen wasn't one of them.
"I said you let him fuck you. I know. I can tell. The way you swing that sweet little virgin pussy around him now.. . " Sharon's face began to flush, betraying the emotion she usually held so successfully down behind a cold, steely stare of anger.
"Don't," Karen whispered, looking uneasily around them. There were few people in the hall. But Sharon's voice carried, and the young blonde was afraid others would overhear what they said.
"Don't worry. I'm not going to ruin my reputation over a little tramp like you," Sharon said, stiffening and backing away from her. Karen shivered as she felt the older girl's eyes give her the once-over. "I can see why Billy wanted to get you. But now that that's over, I want you to back away. He's my territory now, honey. You can have him when I'm through," Sharon said almost in a hiss, proudly lifting her chin and pushing out her large tits. For a moment Karen thought the girl was going to have a fight with her.
"I don't care. You can have him," she said in a low whisper. At the moment it was true. She was suffering so much from guilt she could care less if Billy came around again or not.
"Good. You know your betters. Just remember my warning," Sharon said triumphantly, turning on her heels and walking away. Karen stood open-mouthed in the hall, not believing she'd heard those words. To think that she could have been involved in a situation like this horrified her! No, she could have Billy for as long as she wanted. Nothing could drive her back into the man's arms.
Wiping away a tear from her eye, Karen lowered her head and started walking back to her locker. It was three-thirty, almost time for her gym class. It would be good for her to work out her anger, guilt and frustration in some exercise routine.
"Hey, Karen, wait up!"
The young blonde froze. It was Billy's voice behind her.
"Leave me alone," Karen said thickly, turning her face away from him and quickening her pace to the locker.
"I tried calling you, but your mother said you were sick," Billy continued, keeping pace with the girl.
"I wasn't feeling well yesterday," Karen said, flashing a meaningful look at Billy, then lowering her eyes modestly again. That was the day after their fuck.
"Hey, I'm sorry. Look, let's cut the last period and talk about it, huh?" Billy said, laying a hand on her shoulder.
Karen felt his fingers burning through the thin material of her white cotton blouse. She couldn't ignore the fact that her pussy was responding like a musical instrument to his touch. She stopped in the middle of the hall, struggling with her emotions. Karen knew she shouldn't go with Billy. Yet something inside her was weakening.
"Okay," she said, smiling a little.
Billy responded, taking her by the hand and leading her out the back door. They strolled through the broad athletic field, watching the football team working out on practice dummies while the coach shouted angrily at his men.
"I've been chosen for the team today," Billy said, shading his eyes with his free hand and watching his team members play.
"Shouldn't you be out on the field then?"
Karen asked.
'This is more important," Billy said, guiding her off the field to a large grove of trees that separated the school grounds from personal residences behind them. Karen felt her pussy flutter with excited expectation. It was in the mid-afternoon. And yet something told her Billy was going to try something. Would she let him? It was so dangerous here. Someone could walk through and spot them.
"Hey, look, I'm sorry if I hurt you," Billy began after they both laid their books down and sat next to one another by a tall fern. The afternoon sunlight filtered through the leaves above. In the background the sounds of the practicing team drifted lazily through the air.
"No. Well, I kind of enjoyed it," Karen said sheepishly, biting down on her lip and flushing. She glanced at Billy, then giggled. She could see he did too.
"We could get together again, huh? I mean, you could sort of be my girl," Billy said hesitatingly, reaching over and sliding his hand around Karen's small waist.
The young blonde sighed, leaning heavily against Billy. She felt herself floating up from the grove of trees, over the playing field, over Little Rock as the big football player reached over and started toying with her buttons.
"Billy, don't.. . , " Karen started to say as the first three buttons were unfastened. But she felt her nipples stiffening, tightening up and scratching painfully against the confines of her bra. His hand kept roaming around the inside of her blouse, squeezing the cupped titties, milking the spongy flesh. Karen wished she could slip off her clothes and feel Billy on top of her-just like last night. God only knows, it wouldn't do her any more harm. She'd already had her cherry busted.
"Ahhh, baby," Billy moaned, sliding his legs over hers and pinning the girl gently down against the ground. Karen felt her pussy get hot and lush as the big young man moved his hands down from her titties to her asscheeks. She began to feel her body melt. That lush hotness extending down from her belly to the swollen cuntlips was driving her crazy. Her titty tips were so sensitive with swollen tissues and raw nerve-endings the girl almost begged Billy to tear off her bra. But she couldn't. Not here, not especially with Sharon's ominous warning ringing still in her ears.
"Please don't. Let's try to go somewhere else," Karen panted out.
"Oh honey. Don't do this to me. God, I've got to have you right now."
Karen peered down and saw Billy had already pulled his cock out. In the broad daylight it looked even bigger than she'd remembered it. How had she managed to take that in her cunny without screaming?
"Don't. Put it back. Oh God, no. What if someone decides to come in here. Oh God, Oh God Billy, put it back in," the girl pleaded in a small voice.
But Billy was too worked up. He moved her hand as he'd done before down to his cock. Karen felt her fingers wrap around Billy's prick. She could feel the hot flesh throbbing under her touch. Thick streams of cum oozed out of his piss-slit and slicked down her fingers. She was having the same reaction to that touch she had several nights ago when Billy Granger stripped her of her innocence. And now he was going to do the same thing-but this time, it was almost public!
Karen twisted her head around and peered over Billy's shoulders. No one was even near the grove. Through the thick bushes she could see some of the players running through the field, still shouting and calling to one another.
Laying back the girl squeezed Billy's prick a second time. Her hand jacked up and down, pulling the flexible outer covering over the steely inner core.
"Yeah, yeah, get on it," Billy said thickly. He was still crouched over her. Then he moved around, pulling her up and over his legs as he wiggled his Levi's down to his knees. Karen was on top of him now, her legs spread apart and her knees pressed hard against his thick thighs. "I wanna see you take that cock in your mouth. Get down on it baby and give me some head."
Karen blushed at the words. No one had ever talked to her like that. Watching Billy under her was like watching some stranger giving her orders. When he was worked up this way he lost all his innocence and shyness and became half an animal. And yet the young blonde responded well to this metamorphosis. She dropped her head to his crotch, smelling the thick, sourish odor of his sweaty crotch. That aroma triggered her into heat. The slippery hot tissues of her cunt cramped into tiny knots of lust. She spread her legs, pushing Billy's knees apart. Karen brushed back her hair while she opened her mouth and closed her eyes. She felt a shock of terror and delight creeping over her at the same time. There was something deliciously wicked about doing what she was about to do. To think of her, Karen Sharrod, about to take a man's cock in her mouth and suck on it!
Slowly she sank until her face was almost touching the fat, red rod. Billy held the dick root with one hand while he fully opened Karen's blouse and began fumbling with her bra strap. He watched her closely, his eyes glazing over with lust as she opened her mouth and formed her full lips into an O.
"AHHHH!" Billy sighed, closing his eyes and gasping in a lungful of air. Karen felt his slick cockhead touching her lips, then sliding in and bumping against her front teeth. The girl opened her mouth wider and sank down further. Billy's cock pushed in, gliding over her tongue, touching the sides of her cheeks, gliding in deeper and deeper until the pulsing head brushed against the back of her throat.
At that moment Karen's bra clasp came unfastened and her halter tumbled off to the ground. Her titties spilled out, hanging like two firm red-tipped sacs from her chest. Billy reached forward with one hand and toyed with her boob.
Karen moaned, feeling his hot flesh brush over her tongue. His big cock was filling her mouth. The thick, salty, bleachy-tasting cum bubbled out of his cockhead into her mouth. Karen swallowed hard as her tongue and throat were coated with a thick film of cum.
"Ohhh fuck baby. Give me that head!" Billy groaned, twisting his hips back and forth and making his prick rotate around in Karen's mouth.
The blonde felt Billy's rod brush over the insides of her cheeks, making them puff out as if she were blowing up an inner tube. Her tongue began to work on the inside, flicking at the football player's cock. It teased the sensitive underside of his fat rod, flicking up under the scar just under his prickhead, then retreating back to caress the pulsing vein that ran along the side of his prong.
"Suck me off. Jeeeeesus, Karen. Suck me," Billy begged in a hoarse whisper.
Karen responded by wrapping both hands around his hips and pulling herself tightly against him. He was fucking her in the mouth-really fucking her in the mouth, twisting and hunching his hips up and driving his pole in and out of her throat.
Karen felt Billy's strong leg muscles catch her tightly in their grasp. The two of them rocked back and forth until the girl began to gag for breath. She pawed desperately at the young man, crying out as best she could.
Reluctantly Billy let her go. Karen let her head slide up until the bulge of his prick disappeared from her throat. She sucked in air through her nose, still keeping his prick lodged in her mouth. Her tongue still lashed over it. She licked, tasted, sucked at the big prong while Billy moved his hairy ass on the ground.
"Ohh, you've got beautiful titties," Billy said. He was still playing with her boobs. She moved up slightly, lifting up her titties and settling them into his hands. It was a silent plea to have them caressed and rubbed.
"UNNNGHFFF!" Karen groaned as she felt him increase the pressure on her nipples. She could feel the hard, throbbing titty ends being crushed like nuts until the soft flow of agony started to vibrate through her entire body.
"Shit, goddamn!" Billy groaned, flopping down onto the ground. He was feeding her his dick meat crazily now, clawing at the grass, tearing it up by the roots while he slapped his ass hard against the ground. Karen could see he was going to cum soon. She could feel that cock ballooning up in her mouth. Reaching down between her legs the young blonde pushed her trembling small fingers up into her hot, swampy slit. God, she had no idea she was that hot. She could feel her cunny hairs dripping with her thick fuck oil. She could feel her twat lips unsticking as she pushed her hands up, spread them apart, and caressed the slick inner folds of her snatch.
"Ummmmm, yeah, yeah, yeah," Billy groaned, twisting his hips again and stirring his cock like a spoon in her mouth. "Feel my balls, baby."
Obediently Karen let her free hand wander down below Billy's fat prick root. She felt those fat nuts with the back of her palm. They were rising, pushing steadily against the big boy's cock. Gently the girl rolled them together, caressing them with her fingertips while she bobbed her head up and down on the fat cock rod.
"Oh fuck. I could go all night with you. Jesus, we should've gone somewhere else where I could really get into you. Jesus, Karen, Jesus!" Billy groaned, throwing his head back down hard against the ground and groaning.
Karen squeezed her clitty, ready to cum herself. Neither noticed a subtle movement in the bushes to their right. At the peak of their mutual cum, Billy and Karen were being closely observed by a pair of glittering dark eyes.
CHAPTER FOUR
Karen concentrated on the fat, hot cockhead trapped between her lips. She closed her eyes and ran the tip of her tongue around and around the throbbing crown, digging it into the piss-slit and drawing out yet more of Billy's cum. The young man twisted his muscular body on the ground, clawing at the grass, begging for her to stop while at the same time hoping he could hold out as long as he could to enjoy Karen's suck-job.
"Ohhh!" Billy let out a shuddering moan as Karen dived back down, sucking in a deep breath as if she were swimming under water. She felt Billy's cock throbbing crazily in her throat. The young man groaned half in pain, half in pleasure as his nuts screwed up tightly against his prick. He was going to shoot. With a loud shout he jerked his hands up and clamped them hard against Karen's head. He held her tightly against his groin as jizz built up in his prick, shooting forward up to the fat cockhead and feeling like a load of molten lava burning its way to the piss-slit.
Karen held her hands against Billy's thighs, swallowing as much of the spurting cum as she could. She could feel it splashing against the back of her throat, oozing down toward her belly. Her titties swayed back and forth as she struggled with her own orgasm and Billy's.
It was nearly a minute before the young football player calmed down and let go of the blonde's head. Karen backed off, pushing back her long hair while wiping her mouth with the back of her right hand.
"I can't believe you've never done this kind of thing before," Billy said, rubbing his ass against the grass while stroking his softening cock.
"I-I really haven't. It's just that it seems so natural," Karen said in a small voice, blushing with a mixture of shame and pride. She was about to lie down next to Billy when she was startled by a rustling sound in the bushes.
"Someone's there," Billy whispered, pulling up his pants while pushing in his cock. Karen felt a bolt of lightning go through her. She reached down and grabbed her bra, sliding it up her chest and slipping it over her titties just in time.
"Who's there?" she asked nervously.
"I told you to leave him alone," a voice hissed through the bushes. In a second the tall, dark-haired girl Karen had talked with earlier stepped into the tiny clearing. It was Sharon Laughlin!
"What are you doing here?" Billy asked, confused at the apparent hostility of the two girls.
"It doesn't matter," Sharon said, looking meaningfully at Karen. The young blonde understood and kept quiet for the moment. "I thought I heard all this moaning. You'd better be careful, honey, or the whole team'll be coming around asking for those lips," Sharon said more sweetly, burying her anger and smiling sarcastically.
Karen blushed. She could feel the hot, angry stare of the brunette burning into her skull. Sharon had long been used to having her own way, both at home and at school. When anyone tried to counter her in anything she wanted, terrible things happened to them. There were rumors about accidents, scandal, even some darker things that happened to people who crossed Sharon. Nothing could be proven. But the stories were enough for most people to give Sharon whatever she wanted.
"Come on," Billy said, giving his hand to Karen and helping her up. The young blonde held onto her halter, turning around and indicating silently with a jerky motion of her hand that she wanted Billy to help her snap up. Sharon watched silently by the bushes. She appeared calm. Only the way she looked at Karen betrayed the way she really felt.
"I'll get you for this, I promise," Sharon whispered to the blonde as they stepped into the playing field area.
"Sharon.. . " Karen began to say. But the brunette had had enough. She stepped in front of them quickly, her long chestnut-colored hair waving in the light breeze and her titties bouncing with every step she took.
"Something wrong?" Billy asked, slipping one hand around her waist and walking next to her.
"Not really," Karen said, turning and smiling brightly into Billy's face.
They walked to the practice field where Billy left her to speak with the coach. Karen felt she'd had her workout for the day and didn't have to go on to gym class. Instead she sat on the bleachers, resting her chin on her folded hands and watching Billy start his practice sessions with the team.
When they were over the young man ran over to Karen.
"Hey, some of the fellas are having a kind of stag party for some of us new guys. Sorry, Karen, but you can't come," Billy said, wiping the sweat off his forehead.
"It's okay," she said, feeling a pang of disappointment. This is the person who had raped, or practically raped her only a few days ago. And now she was giving head to him and actually feeling disappointed that he couldn't walk home with her! "I've got lots of homework anyway. I'll see you tomorrow," she said, smiling brightly while leaving the wooden bench.
Billy smiled and petted her on the cheek, turning around and running off to the rest of the team who had already begun shouting for him. Karen watched as he disappeared into the dressing room area, then carefully picked her way down the bleachers to the soft ground below and started for home. It was nearly five-thirty. The sun had begun to set. She was sure her mother and father would be frantic.
As she walked briskly along the streets toward her home, Karen thought of Billy. She felt her pussy glow warmly, tightening, relaxing, and tightening again like a clenching fist. She could almost feel his fat nuts dragging across the bottom V of her cunny lips. She half closed her eyes and pictured his torpedo-shaped cock with its fat, meaty cockhead disappearing in the thick bush of her pussy hairs. And then the way it peeled back her outer labia in a hellish grin, reaming its way down the throat of her cunny, forcing the tissues apart into a wide tunnel-Karen felt her flesh crawl with pleasure as she turned the corner and started on the final leg of her trip.
It was then she began to realize how dark it was getting. The young blonde had to walk through a section of the city park, coming out on the other end where her parents had their home. It was when she entered the park area Karen realized someone was following her.
"Oh!" she cried out loud, twisting her head around and peering into the growing darkness. A car drove quickly by on the other side. Otherwise, there was no sign of life. Karen told herself it had to be her imagination. She could see nothing around her except an occasional squirrel. Dismissing that feeling to her overworked imagination Karen shook the hair from her eyes and continued on the sidewalk through the park. She quickened her pace, keeping her eyes focused straight ahead of her.
Suddenly the girl heard the sound of running footsteps. Her heart contracted with fear as she turned around and saw two men running from the bushes toward her.
"Oh no!" she cried, dropping her books on the sidewalk and running into the street. She felt her lungs bursting with the effort. She had to get away. She couldn't let those men catch her and do what she'd read men like that do to young girls they catch in parks.
But they were faster than she was. The first one reached out and grabbed a handful of Karen's hair, yanking it back and forcing the girl to stop her escape.
"Ohhh!" Karen cried, her eyes welling up with tears. She fell to the street, her legs sprawling out in front of her while her hands scraped painfully across the pavement. The first man still held her tightly by the hair, pulling up on it and making the young blonde cry out in pain and terror.
"Where the fuck's the car?" he asked his partner nervously.
"There."
Karen rolled her frightened eyes around and saw a blue 1958 Chevy drive up to them. The back door opened up and hands stretched out, indicating the place where Karen was to go.
"Just take it easy, honey, and nobody's gonna get hurt," the first man said, releasing her hair, then slipping his thick arms around her waist and hauling her into the car.
"Uh!" Karen cried as the door slammed behind her and the two men crawled into the front seat. The young girl cowered in the back, crossing her arms tightly across her titties and shaking as they sped through the park to an unknown destination.
It was only several minutes later that the girl found courage to look up and see who was in the rear with her.
"Sharon!" Karen gasped.
"Yes, Sharon," the brunette hissed, looking down at her through narrowed eyes. There was a spark of cruelty in them that burned fully now.
"Why are you doing tins? Where are we going?" Karen asked in a quavering voice. She peered out the side rear window and saw they were leaving town. The homes grew fewer and fewer. Already they were getting into the deserted hill country surrounding Little Rock.
"My uncle's farm. It's not too far from here. And why?" Sharon asked, curling her thin lips up in a cruel smile. "You've been acting too sweet and cute for me, honey. I told you not to mess around with anything I said is mine. Now I'm gonna teach you to leave it alone." Sharon was leaning forward. Karen shrank away, pressing her ass against the door and turning her face protectively away.
They rode the rest of the way in silence. The only conversation was between Sharon and the first man who, it appeared, wasn't a man at all but a junior at school. The other "man", she learned, was also a junior, both infatuated with Sharon and willing to do anything she asked without questioning her motives.
"The farm," Sharon exclaimed, leaning forward and peering into the growing darkness as they turned onto a dirt road. "And your training ground," she said in a lower voice. "I hope you don't mind the sanitary conditions. But my uncle hasn't used the place in over a year."
Karen crawled up on the seat and sat back, pressing her firm ass against the cushion as they bounced along the road toward a large, one-story farm house to the right of a grove of Sycamores. All around the farm were groves of pines and maples. A few other farm buildings were scattered about the property that looked-as Sharon indicated-as if they hadn't been cared for in a while. '
The car stopped in front of the farm house where Sharon and the boys pushed open the doors and got out.
"Come on, Karen. There's people waiting," Sharon said, opening the door and extending her hand toward the blonde.
Karen slid out of the car gingerly, avoiding the hand and moving cautiously up to the porch.
"Come on," Sharon said encouragingly, climbing the three wooden steps to the broad porch and coaxing the girl to follow her.
Karen had no choice but to do as she was told. The two boys were behind her and ready to pitch her onto the porch if she didn't go voluntarily. Inhaling deeply Karen stepped onto the porch, then into the brightly lit living room where Sharon had disappeared.
The first thing Karen noticed was the smell of stale cigarette smoke and beer. The room was nearly barren of furniture. A few old pictures hung on the dirty walls, while a tattered throw rug lay wrinkled on the wooden floor. Two bare light bulbs burned blindingly from the ceiling, giving the room a sanitarium look to it. There was a large, .square wooden table in the back of the room that looked more like a butcher's cutting bench than a dining-room piece of furniture.
Karen stepped to the center of the room, folding her arms in front of her while Sharon watched her closely.
"You might as well meet my friends. This is Lonnie Finney and Buz Halpin," Sharon said, indicating the two boys behind the blonde. Karen felt as if she were being introduced at a party.
"Hey, Shar, let's get going. I've got homework to do," Buz said, wrinkling up his forehead.
"They're anxious," Sharon said, moving toward what Karen guessed used to be the kitchen. "Jack, Paul," the girl called out.
Karen turned toward the doorway and saw two boys she recognized as being on the football team come out. The last one-Paul, she guessed-had a handsome large gray and white German Shepherd by the collar. They stopped in front of the young girl, smiling strangely at her while the large dog squatted down on his hindquarters and looked up questioningly at his masters.
"Strip her," Sharon said coldly, stepping back and crossing her arms. She tapped her wrist with her forefinger impatiently as Buz and Lonnie began peeling Karen's clothing off.
The young blonde offered no resistance other than an occasional half-stifled sob. She wouldn't give Sharon the satisfaction of seeing her cringe before her. The young teenager found the courage somehow to carry herself with dignity in this increasingly humiliating situation.
She groaned inwardly as Buz's paws slid over her flesh. The two men fondled her titties, unbuttoning her blouse and peeling it off, then moving back up to her bra and squeezing the soft mounds of flesh. Karen felt their groins brushing against her hips. She closed her eyes and fought back the scream rising in her throat. So, this was what they were going to do to her-gang rape! She sucked in her lower lip and bit down hard as she felt Buz's hand move along her buttocks and squeeze the flesh hard. Then there were more hands fumbling for the zipper, pulling down, taking the piece of clothing off. Soon Karen was standing wearing only her bra and panties.
"We'll see just how proud you are after the dog takes care of you," Sharon said, smiling fully now and watching Karen's reaction closely.
At first the blonde teenager couldn't believe she heard what the girl had said. Dog? Take care of? Then she peered down and saw the shepherd looking up at her, his ears pricked forward and his long pink tongue hanging out of one corner of his mouth. She felt a chill of horror ripple through her soul.
"NO!" she shouted, twisting away from the men and making a break for the door.
But Buz and Lonnie were too fast for her. Catching the shrieking blonde by the wrists, they wrestled Karen down to the floor, pinning her shoulders to the dirty wood while she kicked futilely with her feet. Tears of horror spilled from her eyes and wet down her flushed cheeks while Buz reached under her jutting shoulder blades and tore off her brassiere. The men made lewd comments about her naked titties-how they jiggled together, then rolled apart with the violent movements she made.
Karen sobbed and begged, curling her tiny fingers up into fists and digging her nails into her palms. She could feel dulled splinters pinching her half-naked ass. And all around her was the stench of stale beer and smoke.
"Please, p-please, don't do this to me," she begged.
Sharon said nothing, walking to the door and leaning against it. With a majestic nod of her head, she indicated for the boys to begin. While Buz and Lonnie held Karen by the shoulders, pinning her arms back and forcing her into a half-sitting position, Paul lead the dog up to Karen's spread legs.
"His name's Major," Paul said, grinning sheepishly down at the trapped girl.
Karen's eyes widened. She could feel the hot breath of the animal against her ankles. His ears pricked forward when he spotted the dark spot of hair just behind her panty crotch panel. Major growled for the first time, nuzzling his nose lightly between her thighs and rolling up his eyes to see Karen's reaction.
The girl felt as if someone had touched her with a burning iron. She let out a choked sob, jerking her body backward and moving her right leg out of Major's licking range. She felt her lungs swell out until they threatened to burst while her heart pounded madly. Sweat broke out in tiny beads along her forehead and trickled down her sides from under her arms. No, this couldn't be happening to her. These were her high school cronies. She was just a young girl.
"Oh God, please don't, ohhhh." The dog's tongue began again, exploring higher along the insides of her thighs. She shrank away once more from the big dog's oral touch. It was revolting, disgusting to have this sort of thing happen to her. A goddamned dog!
"Come on, honey. It'll be over faster if you give in to the dog," Paul whispered.
Karen looked at him in disbelief. How could she give in to something as foul as that? Even to think of that possibility was revolting.
And yet there was something to what he said. She tried to ignore the animal. She thought of Billy, of his gentle touch, of his barbarity when he rammed her cunny with his dick meat. But there was something in the tenderness of that gentle wet brush of Major's tongue that was making her respond strangely.
Gradually Karen's sobs of resistance subsided. She tilted back her head and closed her eyes, stretching out her legs and giving the animal as much licking room as he wanted. In a few moments she could feel cunny juice beginning to trickle down from the depths of her snatch, oozing out of the crack and soaking down the crotch panel of her briefs. She was thinking of Billy and not the dog-or at least, Karen told herself that.
Whatever triggered the young girl's pussy into heat, the dog caught the scent and began licking her off in earnest. His tongue stretched forward, brushing against the narrow band of white nylon pressing against her pussy. Karen moved her ass back and forth, forcing her pussylips to rub against one another. Sharon smiled in triumph as the young blonde sank deeper and deeper into humiliating depravity.
CHAPTER FIVE
Karen stretched out her toes, fanning them as a strange tingling sensation tickled them. The nylon crotch panel pressed against her inner cuntlips, forcing them wide open. Karen jerked up her knees and tried pushing the big dog's head away from her. He started the low growl in his throat again. His eyes narrowed into two small slits and his ears pricked back.
"Oh no, I won't let it happen. Dear God, I won't," Karen cried. But Major opened his mouth and pressed his white fangs into the flesh of her thigh. He wasn't biting her hard-simply showing he could. Yet the keen tingling sensation of those teeth sinking in, pressing back the tendons and muscles of her upper legs made Karen's pussy juice more.
The blonde teenager inhaled sharply. Major let go of the flesh for a second, then bit higher on the thigh. Karen felt her heart pounding harder and harder. Major pushed forward again, driving the knees Karen had pulled up in defense apart again. Karen felt him doing that and let it happen. She sucked in her lip and bit down hard until she tasted blood. She had to punish herself for letting such feelings take over her mind and body.
Karen then sobbed and tried rolling to her side. The sloppy nylon twisted, pulling into a tight ripe that fell to the side and exposed the swollen cuntlips. Major grunted with excitement and lunged at the wet surfaces that had been peeled open.
"Ohhh!" Karen cried. The animal seemed crazy, aroused to a pitch she'd never seen in a dog before. He gouged his claws against her thighs and stuck his long nose up and down against the slick folds of her cunny. She could see that her own juice was wetting down the short fur around his snout. His black nostrils glistened with it. His pink tongue lolled sloppily over her cunt, parting the hot cleft, then slicking down her clitty again and again.
Karen pushed out one leg, pointing her toes. The crazy tickle was becoming worse. She was building up to a climax-and with a dog! Her mind whirled around with the incredible rubbing of the animal's hot mouth. Her senses reeled around with the desire to increase the friction that was making her cunny pulse and ache.
The blonde drew her legs together and tried pulling the dog's snout further into her pussy. But Major whimpered, growling and snapping at the girl and frightening her into remaining still.
"Oh God, ntf." Karen's panties were pulled into a tangled, twisted rope between the cheeks of her ass. The dog nuzzled down low, wetting her there also. He nipped at her shivering flesh with his teeth, making the girl cry out and stiffen her body.
The four boys watched the girl in fascination. She was twisting in their grips, her head pulled back while her titties swayed and jiggled. Sweat oozed out from her pores and lay glistening on her goose-fleshed skin. Her muscles strained, indicating the inner battle going on in Karen's mind. They'd never seen someone react so strongly to Major's rakish prodings before.
"Ahhhh, ohhhh!" Karen cried. Her right leg kicked out, drew back, then kicked out again. Her clitty burned like a lump of coal while the animal concentrated his licking on that small stiff piece of sex flesh. The pretty blonde's face was twisted up in a mask of lewd lust. Drool leaked in strings from the corners of her opened mouth while half-choked sobs escaped from her throat. If only she could stop herself, she could stop the dog. But the ecstatic, incredible friction of the dog's tongue against the inner tissues of her pussy was too much for her. She kept hearing her cunny lips unsticking and the wet sound of Major's tongue lapping at her snatch. The girl wished she could feel with her fingers the squishy, steamy mess between her thighs and feel the animal's loving tongue lapping her up to climax. But the boys refused to let her go. They held her arms tightly, making her shoulder sockets ache as they watched Karen's degrading oral rape grow to a fever pitch.
Karen was getting wild. She moved her ass up, giving Major more of her cunny to eat. He saw the excited, agonized girl and whimpered through his nose. Now he was bathing the bottom of her ass with hot spit, lapping then back into the split of her asscheeks. Karen felt so wet down there. She wished she could somehow drive the animal's snout all the way into her cunny. To be filled with Major's muzzle! The thought of it fired her mind like a barrel of gasoline tossed into a blast furnace.
The pink tongue drove up and down her cuntal slit. It was so shamelessly good to have that hot, wet sensation there. Her clitty burned from the steady lapping action. Every tiny hollow of her cunny was exposed now. Major nuzzled and licked the soaking cunny. Karen gasped and babbled to anyone as the dog continued to lick her. She brought her feet together at the sides of the animal's head, caressing him with her toes.
The stiff tickle of his coat against her soles made the girl throw her head to the side. She moved her ass up, then let it fall back again. Up and back, up and back, she moved and twisted from side to side to give the animal more licking room. She groaned and stiffened when she felt the animal's front teeth brush one bloated cunt lip. Then she arched up to give him her clitty again.
"Uhlihhh, ohhh!
The blonde teenager didn't care about anything anymore. She felt she could die doing this and it wouldn't matter. It was one of the best things to happen to her in a long time. That wonderful, hot licking was driving her mad.
Karen was working her ass around in frantic circles now, crying excitedly through her nose. Her nostrils flared and quivered as if she were a cow in rut. If only she could have the sensation of being filled. She thought of Billy-of his fat prick reaming out her tight hole, drawing in and out of her snatch. It made her shiver more and more.
Then Karen felt her pussy walls spasming. She could feel the muscles trying to grab the dog's black nose. She was quivering on the edge of her climax. The big muscles in her ass cramped. She kicked both feet out. Major slowed his rubbing friction, tilting his head and looking curiously at her.
"Oh no, NO!" Karen cried. The dog gave a little yip, then nuzzled his snout again between her slick cuntlips. Karen knew if Billy's cock were inside her now she'd be milking it now with her snatch. She pitched on the floor, backing up against the men, then throwing herself as far forward as she could. Scissoring her legs around the animal's neck she drew him forward.
Karen tossed her head from side to side, feeling her long hair splashing across her face as she came. Her thighs were filled with an itching fire. The flames licked up to her cunny. She bucked her body so wildly she nearly frightened the animal away. But Major stayed. He licked and nuzzled, panting his hot breath against her cumming snatch. Hot juice dribbled out and trickled onto the wood. It wet the dog's nose until the smacking, wet sounds were louder than before. Karen's cum was achingly slow. She just couldn't get enough friction for the hard, fast cum she had with Billy before.
"Jesus!" Paul commented. From the looks in the others eyes, all the men had the same feeling. Others who had crossed Sharon had been dragged up here. But no one had turned on to the big dog the way Karen had.
"If she's so hot to trot for him that way, let's see if she can take his cock," Sharon said, impressed as the others at Karen's apparent hidden depravity.
"Ohhh," the girl groaned as Buz and Lonnie released their hold on her arms. Karen felt the ache in her shoulders disappear and murmured a thank-you to the boys.
Her relief was short-lived. Jack and Buz scooped her over onto her knees and hands, telling her to stay quiet. Karen felt she had no choice. She felt her titties pull down from her chest. She heard Paul coaxing the animal. And then there was the familiar sensation of Major's breath against her pussy. She froze, her jaw dropping while her eyes bugged out. Licking was one tiling. But they were going to have the dog fuck her!
Karen braced herself physically and mentally. Her fingers curled against the floor while her cunny muscles snapped tight. She could feel the dog's gentle caressing lapping at her pussy mouth. He was trying to relax her, lapping up the remainder of her cunny juices that had spilled out earlier. Karen dropped her head down, rolling it from side to side. Her long hair covered her face like a veil as more tears rolled down her cheeks. She felt dirty, more filthy than the cheapest whore in town. She was letting this horrible thing happen to her. But how could she resist? They'd beat her, then force her to do the same thing.
"Come on," Paul urged the dog.
Karen bit down on her lower lip. Her big titties nearly touched the floor. Major pushed his cold black nose against Karen's fat cuntlips again, twisting his head to one side. He sniffed and tasted the flowing juices before backing away once more and staring at the two white mounds before him. He wagged his bushy tail slowly back and forth, growling deeply in his throat. Glancing quickly at Paul, he moved his head back to the ass in front of him and barked twice. Karen twisted her head around and peered over her left shoulder. She could see something long, knobby and red dangling down from between Major's hindquarters. She'd seen dogs fucking in the streets often enough to recognize an animal prong.
"Oh!" Karen cried, feeling herself grow faint, only she could lose consciousness! But fate had decided otherwise.
Suddenly she heard the sound of toenails scraping quickly over the wooden floor. In a flash she felt a warm, furry weight on her back. Major had climbed atop her, wrapping his forelegs around her chest just below her titties. Karen let out a howl, closing her eyes and screaming while she scratched at the floor until her nails broke. She felt the dog nestle his head in the valley created by her jutting shoulder blades. His body felt soft and hot against her back. There was an almost comforting sensation with that warmth. But there was something hotter, slicker, throbbing against her right thigh. It was Major's prick. It was moving down, closer and closer to the mouth of her upturned cunny.
Karen cried out to God for help. No, this was impossible! But then the sensation of Major's prick pushing through her cunny curls. It was almost at the shallow, bottom area of her pussy where it would most surely slide into her snatch.
And then it happened. The girl cried out, her body pitching forward as the tip of that animal prong sliced into her pussy. Her skin crawled with revulsion as her pussy walls were spread apart by Major's knobby dong. She could feel the bumps slipping past her cunny lips, forcing them apart, dropping into her pussy. Only the first two inches of the animal's cock was buried inside her muff, but Karen was already grunting as if the dog had been fucking her for fifteen minutes. She felt those slippery bumps and knobs on his prick slip further and further down her pussy. Major's eyes rolled in his head as his grip around her waist tightened. She could feel his hindquarters trembling as more and more of his dick meat was fed into her pussy.
Then he began fucking her, hunching his small, powerful ass faster and faster while he whimpered through his flared nostrils. He beat the bottom of her ass with his body, driving his cock in and out of her pussy like a pile driver. It made the sound of a pole going in and out of a pool of mud. Karen grunted like a sow when she felt the big knob just in front of the base of his cock bang against her pussy. He was trying to work that big thing in! No, he'd split her apart.
The girl drew her knees together as best she could, squeezing her pussy together and trying to keep out the bulb. The boys and Sharon watched as her belly sagged, then tightened, then sagged again. Her head swayed from side to side as more and more of the animal's dick drove like spears into her snatch. Karen's big titties bounced together as saliva rolled out of the shepherd's mouth and drooled down onto her shoulders. The girl could feel Major's balls slapping her ass. Oh God, if only he would get it over with! The girl felt herself going crazy with that sensation in her pussy. Those knobs slipping in and out of her cunt were like the rough edges of a french tickler!
Then Karen felt something hot and sticky suddenly flooding her cunny. Major was shooting his jizz, dumping his animal spunk into her cunt.
"OHHHHH GOD!" the girl cried through her tightly clenched teeth. She threw her head up and let out a high-pitched animal howl. Sweat trickled down from her forehead, burning into her nose and eyes. Her elbows buckled while the rest of her body quivered with revulsion. More and more cum shot out of Major's cunt-embedded cock. The big dog growled, tightening his grip on the girl with his forelegs. Karen could feel his 'toenails tearing into her belly flesh. But at this time she didn't care. All she could think of was the animal's cum and how it was filling her up.
It was over almost before it had begun. Karen felt Major's grip relax for a second, then disappear altogether. He gave a final yip, then hunched back with his hindquarters and drew out the spent, knobby prong. The girl felt hot-cold shivers ripple over her arms and belly as the big shepherd slid off and trotted over next to Sharon.
Karen drew her knees together, squeezing her cunny muscles in an effort to push out the animal cum.
"So, this is little Miss prim," Sharon said mockingly, squatting down and petting the dog on the head. "You didn't look too proper the way you fed yourself to Major, honey."
Karen rolled over on her ass, drawing her legs protectively together.
"Maybe she should have a look at the barn," Sharon said, slowly pushing her fingers through Major's long body fur.
Paul snapped the leash back on Major and led him back into the kitchen while Lonnie, Buz and Jack threw Karen her clothing. The girl turned her back modestly toward the young men, stepping into her juice-soaked panties. She felt filthy, degraded by what had happened to her. Cum oozed out of her jagged cunny snatch, trickling down her white thighs toward her knees. She sobbed, fighting back the desire to break down hysterically in front of them. That would come later in the privacy of her own bedroom.
The girl quickly dressed, slipping her bra over her titties and snapping it back up. She watched Sharon and the others carefully, afraid they would trick her.
While buttoning up her skirt the young girl heard Sharon whispering to Lonnie.
"Come on. I want to show you something," the dark-haired girl said, slipping her arm around Karen's waist and drawing her close to the door. "You've had just a taste of what I can do to someone who crosses me."
"You talk like. . . " Karen didn't finish the sentence. She was going to tell Sharon off. But the girl decided something like that wasn't too wise.
"Come on," Sharon urged, pushing the blonde through the door back outside. Karen walked obediently between the dark-haired girl and Lonnie with Jack and Paul bringing up the rear. The cooler night air felt good against her cheeks. It was almost as if what happened in there was a horrible dream. No, she couldn't have been licked off then fucked by a dog! That was impossible. But the cum still trickling out of her snatch and wetting down her briefs told her differently. Karen wished she could take a bath!
"In here," Sharon ordered coldly, pulling back a large wooden door in front of the deserted barn.
Karen walked in the large building cautiously. A light was switched on as she stepped further onto the straw-covered floor. The strong, pungent smell of animal piss and shit invaded her nose.
CHAPTER SIX
"Why did you bring me in here?" Karen asked in a quavering voice. Sharon moved in front of her, smirking while the four boys disappeared in the blackness behind the dark-haired girl.
"I want you to see what'll happen if you keep on seeing Billy," Sharon said in a cold, cutting voice.
Karen rubbed her arms briskly. She couldn't imagine anything more disgusting and horrible than what had already happened to her.
"You remember Helen Trump?" Sharon asked with a twisted smile.
Karen thought back to a time several years ago. She remembered a pretty petite redhead who was on the cheerleading squad. She and Sharon were competing for head cheerleader. Then something happened to the young girl one night-something that caused her to lose her mind. To this day, Karen was sure Helen was still at the state institution.
"What about her?" the blonde asked, her eyes widening. She thought she could see some movement in the darkness behind the dark-haired girl.
"This is what happened to her," Sharon said, turning to one side and pointing her fingers at something coming out of the dark.
"Oh God!"
Karen watched in disbelief as Paul and Jack lead a donkey from one of the stalls. Lonnie and Buz followed, all the men wearing grins on their faces.
"She gonna do it now?" Jack asked, licking his lower lip and staring at the young blonde.
"No. I just want to warn her," Sharon said, turning back to Karen. "Come here," the girl ordered, grabbing Karen hard by the wrist. She pulled the girl forward, letting her go by the donkey's big head. "Get down on your knees."
Karen meekly obeyed, sinking to her knees while keeping her wide eyes fastened on the donkey. The big animal eyed her warily, stomping his forelegs nervously on the hay covered barn floor. The young teenager could smell his stale piss and shit, an odor reeking from his hindquarters.
"Do you see his cock?" Sharon asked, tapping her foot on the ground.
Karen rolled her eyes back. She could see something long and black hanging limply from between the animal's hindquarters. It was incredibly long and thick. She couldn't imagine something like that sticking into her cunny.
"Yes," she said in a small voice.
"That's what happened to Helen, and that's what's gonna happen to you if you keep on seeing Billy. I told you before, honey, he's mine. And whatever's Sharon Laughlin's, people keep their hands off. Understand?"
The dark-haired girl slid her right hand under Karen's chin and jerked her head up. The fingers dug cruelly into the blonde's cheeks.
"Yes, yes," Karen sobbed. The full weight of her position and what had happened to her crashed in on the girl. She had been cruelly used, debased in the most foul of ways. She only wanted to get away from these horrible people. Sharon could have Billy and anybody else she wanted.
"Good," Sharon said, smiling in triumph. She dropped her hand, then signalled the boys to take the jackass back to his stall. "Just remember, honey. He's waiting for you, and he's a lot tougher to take than Major. Just ask Helen," Sharon said, turning and walking out of the barn.
Karen rose shakily to her feet and looked around her. None of the boys were around, and Sharon had already left the barn. Were they going to make her walk to town?
"Come on, baby," Buz said from behind her.
Karen turned around and saw the big blond coming at her. She saw that his cock was hard, pressing against the front of his Levi's. Lonnie followed behind, scratching his crotch with his right hand.
"Wh-where are we going?" the girl asked, stepping backward and staring wide-eyed at them. The doggie cum was still oozing out from her crack.
"Gonna wash you down. Then guess," Buz said, taking her by the right hand and leading her to a pile of hay. The young blond high school student flung her down, then reached to one side and picked up a pail of water, laying it next to the cringing girl.
They worked quickly, peeling the young blonde teenager's clothes off her once more while she twisted and begged them to leave her alone. Karen knew it was useless to fight too much. They would hurt her, possibly even make her fuck the dog again. She couldn't do that. No, in the name of all things holy she couldn't even force herself to take that animal's prick in her cunny. And there was always the threat of the jackass in the stall. Sharon wouldn't order it. But the boys might think it was funny to make her fuck the mule.
When Buz finished peeling off her bra and panties he crisscrossed his arms, reached down and skinned off his t-shirt. Lonnie followed suit, exposing his muscular dark-haired chest while Buz pulled down his Levi's.
In a few minutes the two men were undressed, their long dicks sticking from their groins like two spears. Buz picked up that pail again while Lonnie grabbed hold of Karen's legs and pulled them apart. Her blonde snatch was revealed, the hairs plastered down by the dog's spittle and cum.
Karen twisted in Lonnie's hard grip. She watched as Buz hauled the pail back, then flung the water at her pussy.
"OHHHH!"
The sensation of the icy water against her warm membranes was almost too painful to bear. The young blonde winced, crying out in surprise and pain as the water washed through her cunny hole, cleaning out the remains of Major's spunk and leaving it clean for Buz's and Lonnie's pricks.
"She's a little wet, but it makes it easier for us to slip a cock in," Buz said as he slid onto the girl. Lonnie watched as Karen disappeared under his buddy's muscular thighs. He threw one arm across Buz's back to lock him in place on top of Karen's body. Moving in close he stuck his prick between Lonnie's and Karen's body.
The young girl was afraid to move! Two men on top of her, their cocks sliding up and down her body, and she could do nothing to prevent whatever they wanted to do to her.
As Buz welded himself to the struggling couple, Karen could feel the two cocks poking their way over her belly. She felt Buz's prick stop on her thigh. Lonnie's was pushing its way into her soaked-down crotch. Pushing up with her hips she tried to get Lonnie to take his weight off her. He was hurting the young girl. And at the same time
Karen felt her cunny warming up to the two young men. In spite of the horrible way this started, she was quickly responding to what was happening to her. After all, no one in their right mind would blame her. There wasn't anything she could do to prevent them from fucking her.
So as Lonnie rose she spread her legs enough to expose her cunny mound. Its fat lips were clenched together, ballooning out again, filling with blood as the excitement mounted in her pussy. The crack where her labia met was seeping with frothy bubbles of pussy oil. After opening her legs in a silent invitation, Karen tilted her head back, opening her mouth. She was losing herself in this orgy of perversion. She felt the morals that had trapped her, that had crushed her personality into a tiny wad slipping away. As much as what was happening disgusted and frightened her, the young blonde rejoiced that finally the oppressive, Bible-beating Baptist shit was over! All the nonsense preached by her mother and father faded away in the far distance as those wonderful cocks slid around and around her belly and twat.
Lonnie kissed her hard, spearing his tongue deep into her throat. At the same time his cock began nuzzling at the juicy crack between her outer labia. He was shifting his hips back and forth, rubbing the dickhead teasingly up and down the girl's snatch lips until its bloated head was slick with pussy juice. It was jabbing at Karen's fat cuntlips.
The swollen labia gradually were now being forced apart by that red, bulbous wedge. Karen sucked in her breath as she felt the thick hunk of meat push into her pussy. Her cunt tingled more and more as it sensed that long rod being rammed into it. Her pink, moist pussy membranes parted, shaping themselves into a tunnel as Lonnie stretched them with his prickshaft.
"Good?" he asked, looking down at her glazed eyes.
Karen couldn't answer. The heat that had flared up suddenly was now overwhelming. Her eyes rolled up in her head while a red fog of lust covered her mind. Hoarse, sobbing gasps ripped from the girl's throat as inch by hard inch of cock sank into her juicing snatch.
"Get it in her, man," Buz encouraged.
With Buz's arm pushing down on his neck and Karen's hands around his neck, he hunched in with his hairy thighs.
"Uhhh!" the girl grunted. That moan sent chills over the men's backs. She was out of control. She could feel her pussy fitting tightly like a glove around Lonnie's cock. Inside her cunny, the sensitive, slippery tissues were stretched apart to take the large dick.
When Lonnie came to the end of his downstroke, his groin ground into her nerve-rich cunny. Thrills and tremors shot through Karen's pussy. Her sheath curled tightly around his prick.
She could feel her nipples tingling with lust, throbbing with the same beat racking her snatch.
Twisting her body like a snake under the big man, Karen raked his back with her fingernails. She could feel Buz inching behind her, pushing his hot body against hers, working his slightly smaller prick into the tight valley running between her asscheeks. She knew he was going to try to fuck her in the ass!
"NOOO!" she cried, squeezing her butt-cheeks together and rolling away from the insistent cock.
But Buz grabbed her hard by the shoulders, holding her tightly while he twisted his thighs and pushed his dick into that tight asscrack made slippery by all the sweat and pussy juice running into it.
Karen cried out again as Buz reached down and cruelly pushed apart her butt-cheeks. While Lonnie inched up and started fucking her regularly, making sure his sinking dick scraped irritatingly along her clitty, Buz moved down until his cock was perpendicular to Karen's tight shitter. Sucking in a deep breath the young man thrust his thighs forward, pushing his fat cockhead hard against the puckered asshole flesh.
"UNNNGHH!" the girl cried in pain. Her face was a mask of pain as the sphincter held tight. Buz's prick bent at the middle from the force of his attempted ass-fuck. But the young man was persistent, grabbing onto Karen harder and hunching more powerfully against her butt.
"AHH!" he groaned, feeling the asshole muscle relent and relax. The girl's eyelids fluttered open while a strangled cry of defeat ripped from her mouth. She could feel his fat dickhead slip past her asshole lips with an audible pop, drilling down into her bowels almost with the speed of Lonnie's prick. She jerked her hands up and clawed at the air while the two men proceeded to match one another's fucking speed and rhythm, drilling the girl from both ends with their dicks.
"Good, baby, good," Buz panted as he twisted his head around and speared his tongue into the blonde teenager's ear.
"Ohhh!! " Karen moaned with pleasure. She felt her ear being tickled with that tongue tip. She shoved back with her ass, curling her sheath tighter around Lonnie's cock while backing up against Buz's groin. "P-please, do it!" she begged as she felt the stiff rod glide further down into her bowels. Both cocks hunched her at the same time. Karen thrust forward, sinking onto Lonnie's slippery dick. Then she jerked back, pulling away from the fat prick while screwing herself onto another cock.
"Jesus, fuck her, man," Lonnie grunted as he ground his hairy hips forward until his cock was shoved up to the hilt of her pussy. "Shove it up her ass!" he cried.
"Yeah, man, screw onto that pussy," Buz chanted back as he rammed his prong deep into her ass.
Karen was dripping with sweat, shoved back and forth by the two fucking bodies. She was surrounded by male sweat, cocks, balls, cum about to spurt into her. The young girl's mind whirled about in a fog as the two young men fucked themselves up to a climax.
"Shit!" Lonnie suddenly groaned. He felt Ms cum bubbling up thick and rich in his cock. Twisting his thighs around and reaming out the girl's cunny with his ballooning dick, he threw one arm across Buz's back, pulling them together in a tighter vise.
Buz humped the girl furiously, pushing up against Karen's asscheeks, keeping his dick buried in her tight hole. The girl felt her ass glowing with a strange delicious fire. Then Lonnie's mouth moved down onto hers once more. Their tongues fought one another while their lips sucked together. Spit ran in streams down their throats as they sucked and tongued. Karen felt her ass start to throb in time to her clitty. Her body was completely on fire, hunching back and forth, out of control.
"Now!" Lonnie warned.
Karen felt his thick fingers digging hard into her shoulders. The big young man's body stiffened and shook violently, then crashed into her with the force of a careening truck. The force of that blow sent her reeling back into Buz.
But the other high school student was cumming too. He buried his face in the nape of Karen's neck, biting on the flesh while his fingers slid around her sides and clawed at her jiggling tits.
"SHIT!" Lonnie cried as he felt his cum jetting up the thick cockshaft. He grabbed onto Buz frantically, binding them together in a tight hold as he felt his nuts explode. He whimpered like a badly chewed-up dog as he felt his cum shoot up his prick, jet through the thick head and spew out into the blonde teenager's body. His balls contracted as they pumped out their heavy load.
Karen felt Lonnie's cock throb in the tight clutch of her cunny. The rich jizz triggered the girl's own orgasm. She felt her cunny walls shaking, clutching and grabbing onto Lonnie's prick. At the same time she heard Buz crying out something unintelligible. His groin rubbed hard against her full asscheeks. She could feel his balls squashing down against the rounded bottoms of her buttocks. He was dumping his cum into her bowels.
The tremendous cum that followed sent Karen drifting away. She moaned and sobbed as she wiggled between the two hairy bodies. Each time she felt her clitty throb she felt the long pricks still shooting cum into her. They were still hard, working around and around in her cunt and ass.
"Okay, baby, okay," Lonnie said after he finished shooting.
"Yeah, good little ass. Kind'a tight. I don't think she's ever been fucked back there before," Buz said, putting the flat of his hands against the girl's back and pulling himself slowly out.
"Ohhh!" Karen said, shivering as both cocks slid from her body at the same time. The boys scrambled to their feet, laughing softly and talking to someone who had obviously come in at the final moment. Karen raised herself with difficulty from the floor, pushing the tangled knots of blonde hair hanging in front of her face to see who it was. Sharon, of course. But she had something in her hands.
"You'll be marvelous in pictures, Karen. Ever see one of these? They've been advertising them on TV," Sharon said, holding up a small camera with two lights on either side. "It's something like a cassette tape deck, only this one takes moving pictures. No developing, nothing," Sharon said simply, tilting her head coyly to one side and smiling almost pleasantly. She moved her fingers around the camera, then looked at the lens. "I don't think I got too much of the boys' faces in there, but I certainly got yours."
"Oh noooo!" the blonde moaned, covering her face in horror and turning from the dark-haired girl and her friends.
"Oh, don't worry. I'm not going to show these to anyone. Not, at least, unless ycu cross me. This is my insurance. Daddy got me this for Christmas," Sharon said, changing her tone of voice from hard to almost that of a little girl's. "He thought I'd use it on biology field trips or things like that. You know, all you need is one of those special machines like I've got and I'd be able to replay your little scene blow by blow-so to speak," Sharon said, covering her mouth with one hand and giggling. "I'm sorry I didn't take shots of you with the dog. But I'd forgotten the camera, it was back in the car, and I had to watch you. Well, what's done's done," Sharon said, shrugging her shoulders. She turned and walked grandly out of the barn, her face glowing with triumph while a broad smile twisted up her full lips.
"Come on, hurry up. I've got homework to finish," Buz said impatiently as Karen dragged herself around, searching through the hay for the clothes they'd strewn about.
Dressing hurriedly, she went out with the four young men to the Chevy that had brought her to this foul place. Sharon was leaning against the right front fender, still holding the small camera and looking hard at the blonde.
"Remember honey. One false move, and you're in pictures."
CHAPTER SEVEN
Karen bathed, soaking in the tub for over an hour that evening after the animal rape and her double fuck. She felt as if every pore in her young body had been violated. Fortunately, her parents were at a local church prayer meeting and had yet to come home. A note had been left on the kitchen table, chastising her for being late from school and thus not being able to go with them to church.
While letting the warm water wash over her sore cunt and titties, Karen thought of Sharon, the boys and those pictures. She closed her eyes and shuddered. What would her parents say if they were to see even one foot of those filthy pictures? And her friends at school? She was sure Sharon would even tell them about the dog-maybe even lie and say she went with the donkey as well-AND LIKED IT!
"NOOOO!" Karen groaned, covering her face and sinking down into the warm, comforting water. She couldn't see Billy anymore. She couldn't take the chance of offending Sharon and setting off a chain of events that would destroy her.
Pulling herself stiffly up from the tub, Karen dried her body, looking at herself in the mirror as she dabbed her cunny dry with the edge of the white terricloth towel. Except for several red marks made on her belly by the dog's toenails, there was no sign that she'd been through a hell on earth only a few hours ago. And yet what she'd experienced-that animal, that German Shepherd crawling all over her, licking his tongue into her pussy, driving his slick knobby boner into her crotch and dumping his doggie jizz into her snatch!
Karen felt her stomach turn over. Dropping the towel she ran for the sink, feeling the room spinning around her as she held onto the cold edge. No, her life would never be the same.
The next day at school Karen purposely avoided seeing Billy. In English class the young girl kept her eyes either on the instructor or gazed vacantly out the window while the young man tried to get her attention.
After the bell rang Karen wrote down the assignment in her notebook, closed it quickly and gathered up her books for the next class. Billy ran quickly over to her before she managed to walk from the class.
"Hey, what's wrong with you?" he whispered as the others started leaving the room.
"Please don't, Billy. I've changed my mind. I don't like thinking about what happened between us," she said, struggling with the he as she shrank from his touch. "I don't think we should see each other." Karen lifted her head and stared into his face for a quick moment. He looked hurt and disbelieving.
"Hey, come on. Let's talk," he said a little uneasily, pulling her toward the door.
"I said it's finished," the girl countered in a tense whisper, nervously looking around to see if Sharon or one of her spies was watching them.
Billy looked at her closely, then dropped his hand that had been on her shoulder and shrugged in disgust.
"Okay, virgin. If that's the way you want it.. . " He turned on his heel and walked quickly out of the room.
Karen wanted to scream in anger. She had buckled to pressure, giving up someone she'd begun to genuinely like.
The rest of that afternoon was nothing but torture for the blonde teenager. She saw Billy a few more times-this time in Sharon Laughlin's company. The older girl wasted no time in moving in. She talked easily, watching Karen occasionally out of the corners of her eyes while she made play after play for Karen's former friend.
Karen tried to ignore them in the school cafeteria and halls. But it seemed wherever she went she was bumping into this new couple. By the end of the school day she was ready to ask her parents if she could transfer to another school. With Buz, Lonnie, Jack and Paul lurking around not to mention Sharon calling the shots, the young blonde didn't feel safe.
At the last bell Karen slammed her locker door shut hard in disgust, holding the few books she was taking home close to her titties and walking swiftly down the nearly deserted hall toward the rear exit door. She thought of Billy and the comforting way he used to hold her. That was all gone now. All she would have were the memories of their few times together, mixed with the horrors of that evening that followed.
It was growing dark again. Since her kidnapping Karen had grown terrified of the dark. She almost ran across the playing field, dreading the short walk she'd have through the park before she reached her house.
The young blonde had nearly reached the edge of the playing field when she heard someone whisper to her from the near-by bushes.
"Hey baby."
The girl stopped, frozen with fear. She felt the hair stand on the nape of her neck as she turned around and peered into the thicket of bushes where she and Billy once made love.
At first she could see nothing. Then the branches parted and there was Buz standing with his Levi's opened. His cock hung out half-erect with his fingers stroking the meat teasingly.
"Come on in here and give ol' Buz some head-just like you did with Billy."
Karen backed away, dropping her books. She felt sick to her stomach. Her eyes widened while her forehead wrinkled up in disgust. She was going to be their play thing for however long they wanted.
"No, you get out of here," Karen whined, raising her hands protectively in front of her. Buz stayed in the bushes, smiling strangely at her, then stepping back into the darkness. She could hear him zipping up. Then he burst from the thicket like a charging bull, his hands stretched out for the girl.
Karen screamed, turning around and running back toward the school. She screamed and shouted for help, looking desperately around for someone. But most everyone had gone home. No one was on the playing field, and chances were that no one spotted the brief violent scene that took place.
"Leave me alone!" Karen cried as Buz caught her by the wrist and yanked her to the ground. The blonde teenager let out a startled grunt, feeling her arm nearly pull from her shoulder socket. She cried out again in pain, pulling desperately and trying to yank herself free.
Buz raised his right hand high above his head and brought it back down hard against Karen's right cheek.
"Uhhh!" the girl cried, her head snapping back from the force of the blow. She fell to one side, her hands flailing out into the air while her legs sprawled out in front of her. The blonde let out a groan as she felt Buz slide his hands under her shoulders, then drag her back into the bushes. "Please, don't hurt me," she pleaded, feeling the cold wet grass slide against her upper thighs.
"Don't worry, chick. We've got plans for that little pussy of yours." Buz grunted, dragging her through the thicket, then continuing to pull her along to the edge of the tiny forest toward the service alley running alongside. Karen twisted her head around and saw that Chevy standing quietly on the road.
"Hey man, come on with the cunt. Someone's gonna spot us," Lonnie said in a tense whisper from the front of the car.
They pushed the girl in like a sack, closing the door and driving off with a squeal of rubber. Once inside in the rear seat Karen realized she was being hauled off again-this time without Sharon around.
"I've stayed away from Billy," she whined in a tiny, frightened voice.
"I've stayed away from Billy," Lonnie mimicked her, making the others break out into laughter. Karen pulled herself up into a tiny ball, curling up and backing against the side of the car. Her eyes moved from one boy to the other, watching every move they made. "You think we only do what Sharon says? Sure, she's important-lots of pull, even with the faculty what with her old man and what he owns around town. But we have our own fun too."
Karen felt a bolt of terror shoot through her young body. She was going to be the fun for the evening. Of that she was sure. They were going down the same road she'd been taken before-it was the road to Sharon's uncle's farm!
The blonde's lower jaw dropped while her fingers moved like tiny animals over her legs. They were going to rape her again-make her feel all those awful sensations and maybe even take more pictures!
"Oh God, don't do this to me. I promise I'll pay you anything-ANYTHING!"
The boys looked at her silently this time, smiling without saying a word. Karen realized there was no hope. She sat quietly, watching the countryside go by as they neared the farm.
Once there the boys pulled up to the barn, shutting off the engine and spilling quickly out of the car. While they led Karen from the Chevy to the barn like a lamb to the slaughter they talked about the coming football game and history class. She could hardly believe they could be so casual about this whole matter.
"Hey, here's ol' Major," Buz said, bending down and stretching out his arms as the big German Shepherd jumped from his sitting position and ran up to the big blond football player.
"I keep him here. More room to run around. The city's no place for a dog," Paul said, reaching down and scratching his pet's ears. It all looks so innocent, Karen thought, standing by the barn door and watching the two young men. And yet they were about to perform moral atrocities that would have shocked the most jaded of people.
"Come on," Jack said behind her, reaching out and pushing her toward the other two.
"Hey, let's have a little fun with her first," Buz said, standing up and catching the young blonde as she pitched forward. He reached up and cupped her full titties in both hands, squeezing the spongy flesh hard with his thick fingers. Karen closed her eyes, sucking in her lower hp and biting down until she could taste blood. Her nipples were actually stiffening, growing hard and tense under this humiliation. She opened her eyes and saw that the young blond could feel her titty tips hardening. A twisted smile crossed his lips and he flicked his thumbs cruelly across her nipples.
"Hey," Paul said as Buz suddenly threw her away from him, sending her spinning into his buddy's arms. Jack caught her, moving his hands across her jiggling tits, then sliding them down to her ass and feeling her buttocks through her tight-fitting blue skirt.
Karen groaned, tilting her head back and fighting back the desire to scream. Her hair whipped across her face while she struggled for balance. Then the big dark-haired boy pushed her across the floor toward Paul.
Karen stumbled over her feet, pitching forward and falling toward the hay-covered dirt. Paul grabbed her by the wrists, pulling her out of her spin and jerking her hard up to her feet.
"Uhhh!" she cried, twisting her head away as he tried to kiss her.
"You don't have to play the virgin here," he said, twisting her hair in his fingers and jerking back hard. The young teenager's eyelids fluttered open while a scream tore from her throat. The pain on her scalp was horrible. And then Paul's thick lips were on her throat while his crotch banged into hers.
"My turn," Lonnie shouted. Paul tore away, throwing her toward his bigger buddy. This time Karen fell to her hands and knees before anyone caught her.
"Ohhh!" her palms were scraped by the hay while the girl felt her skirt ride up almost over her ass. A finger-someone's-dipped into her exposed cunny-crack. Karen jerked forward, twisting her hips around and clenching her knees together.
"She's hot," Paul said, pulling his finger up to his nose and sniffing at its tip. Karen watched the four as they grouped together in front of her. "Come on. Let's see how hot."
They fell on her like a swarm of locusts. Karen cried out, covering her face as they unbuttoned her blouse, fished out her titties and played with them while others pulled off her skirt and commented on her strange lack of panties.
"Good bitch. Too fuckin' hot to wear panties. Easier for her to hike up her skirt and take a cock up her pussy," Lonnie said, winking to the others. "Take her to the stall," the boy said, an idea suddenly striking him.
The others obeyed, dragging the girl by the arms and legs like a bagged deer to a small wooden stall. Karen watched silently in horror as Lonnie directed them to tie her arms and legs spread-eagled to hooks driven deep into the wooden partitions. Soon she was hanging with her buttocks toward the floor, suspended two feet over the floor. Lonnie had returned after disappearing for a few seconds. He squatted down, a Coleman lantern in his hands. Adjusting the flame, the young man looked up at the helpless bound girl. The bright light from the lantern below gave a hellish appearance to the young man.
Karen felt her flesh crawl with horror. He had something terrible planned for her. And yet that idea was actually exciting the girl. Her titties rose and fell rapidly while her nipples hardened even more. Her belly made her titties dance and slap together softly. Karen sobbed as the weight of her body pulled at her muscles. She twisted back and forth trying to ease the strain. But no position helped the pain in her shoulders and thighs.
Lonnie kept his eyes on her, moving the lantern under her naked crotch. Lifting the glass sheath of the lantern, he turned the key clockwise. The slim flame steadily grew. Karen felt the increased, intense heat on the underside of her left leg.
"You'll like the heat. It'll keep you nice and warm, especially when you've lost your clothes," Lonnie said ironically. The other boys watched in amazement as Lonnie continued to torture the young helpless blonde teenager.
Karen realized he was going to brand her ass. She started to scream, her screams rising as he turned the flame up higher. She was writhing and twisting, trying to raise her hips to escape the heat. The flame flickered as it brushed against her buttocks. The girl's cries became strangled sobs as the pain lessened.
Yet at the same time she felt her clitty tingle. Her cunny began to quiver. The nerves in her pussy raced with wild ecstasy. In a strange, half-crazed way Karen wanted someone to touch her body-touch her titties, milk her bloated cuntlips together. But all she could do was bite her lip and twist and jerk her hips shamelessly.
Lonnie squatted and watched the girl. He wanted to screw her as did all the others. But they were having a perverse fun torturing the young girl gradually.
Then he leached up, jerking her cuntlips apart. Karen began to cry. Lonnie let her go, then turned up the flame even higher. The sudden burst of heat turned a dime-shaped portion of her asscheeks a brilliant red. Karen groaned, jerking at the bonds and begging again for him to stop.
Lonnie only reached up and swung her body back and forth as if it were a hammock, making her ass pass over the flame and leaving a blistering trail across her butt. He kept on swinging her as she shrieked and the flame bit deeper.
"Hey, come on Lonnie. You're really burning her," Buz warned, laying a hand on his friend's shoulder.
Lonnie jerked as if awakened from a deep sleep. He sighed, then reached down and turned the flame off. Karen sighed, murmuring thanks as the boys untied her and let her fall to the ground. In the distance she could hear the dog barking.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Karen rubbed her wrists. The rope had bit cruelly into her flesh, rubbing away the outer layer of skin.
"Hey Major," Paul cried, patting the sides of his legs with his hands. The big dog let out a yip and came running, his long pink tongue hanging out of his mouth. Karen shrank away from the prancing animal. She watched his large brown eyes roll around in his head. He remembered her-her hot little cunny and how it felt rubbing against his long, thick knobby prong. He stood next to Paul, obediently waiting for the first signal to go for the cringing blonde teenager.
"Feed, Major," Paul said, his lips twisting up into a broad smile.
Karen shivered as the big animal lowered his head and crept toward her. His bushy tail swished slowly from side to side while his eyes fixed on the dark narrow crack between her outer labia. Karen scooted back on her ass, digging her fingertips into the ground while drawing her knees together slowly. She didn't want to frighten the animal into doing something to harm her.
Major stopped at her toes, lowering his head even lower and letting out a long, throaty growl. His hair stood out on the back of his neck, while his nostrils quivered with excitement. Karen pulled her legs slowly up, hugging her hanging titties with her knees while she tried to slowly roll her ass away. A sharp bark from the crouching animal told her she couldn't escape.
Then the big dog crept closer, sniffing the girl's toes, lapping them with his tongue, then moving up closer.
"Nooo," Karen whispered in a shaky voice, turning her face away.
The big shepherd ignored the girl's pleas, pushing her shaking legs further apart with his cold, wet snout while beginning to lap at her flesh. Karen felt her mouth grow dry at the hot, wet touch of Major's tongue. It was like some horrible nightmare. She'd been through this once before, and now the horrible scene was happening again.
"Ohhh," she shuddered, feeling the hot breath curling like thick smoke through her cunny curls. Glancing down she saw his maw disappearing under the thicket of her pussy hairs. Then she could feel his cold nose pressing against her labia, pushing them apart as he twisted his head to one side and began licking at her flooding membranes.
Karen's fingers curled and clawed at the loose dirt. Her asscheeks danced across the dirty floor while her knees sagged further apart. Dragging the balls of her feet across the ground, the blonde teenager rubbed her legs against Major's furry sides. That strange, odd sensation created by the animal's licking began again. The shame and horror she should have felt disappeared under this lush warmth spreading over her belly and pussy. All her inhibitions were thrown away. Now Karen tilted her head back and closed her eyes, giving into the waves of lust sweeping over her.
She dragged her hands across her belly, kneading the hot flesh while her titties heaved and jiggled together. God, how her jugs ached. She wished someone besides herself would touch them, rub them, squeeze those hard, red nipples.
As if reading her mind Major raised his big head, rolling his eyes up and looking at the young blonde bitch in heat. Karen looked down heavy-lidded at the animal and let out a low moan. Seeming to understand, Major pushed forward, and began lapping at her titty-tips.
"OHHHHH!" Karen cried, sliding down the wall, spreading her legs further apart and opening her cunny to the big dog. She sank onto the floor, rubbing her shoulders against the sharp-feeling hay as Major positioned himself over the girl and continued lapping at her titties.
Karen twisted and writhed under the animal's care. She felt his sloppy tongue wash over her nipples, bathing them in a thick layer of spittle while his toenails cut teasingly into her hot flesh. He was nuzzling the big tits, pushing them apart from one another, then raising his head and watching in apparent amazement as they rolled back together. The young girl raised her hands and ran her shaking fingers through Major's long, thick fur. She raked his body, luxuriating in the ticklish feel of his short hair running over her fingertips. His breath cooled down the hot spittle oozing between her jugs. Then his tongue lashed over that flesh, warming it up again.
Karen squeezed her butt-cheeks together, hunching up and snapping her knees up tight as Major kept on lapping his tongue at her nipples. They began to throb in time to the pulsations in her cunny.
Tiring of this game quickly, Major backed off the twisting, moaning girl. He kept his eyes fastened on her, staring at the fat wet tit mounds rising and falling mightily on her chest as he pulled back to Karen's snatch.
The blonde girl raised her head weakly and looked through slits at the animal. She felt so heavy and hot! Every movement was an effort for her. And then it began all over-that wonderful, flooding sensation of a dog's tongue lapping at her cunnylips.
Karen felt herself sinking into the ground as Major peeled back her outer labia with his muzzle and tongue and began bathing her juicing cunny with his tongue. Over and over the flooding tissues he worked his tongue, bathing the rich-tasting young snatch with his spittle.
The blonde cried out as he moved up and rubbed her unsheathed clitty with his bristly muzzle. Karen's legs shook, then snapped together, trapping the shepherd's head between her thighs. Major whimpered, stretching his forepaws against the blonde's asscheeks and pulling backward. That added pulling sensation drove Karen more wild. She pounded the ground with her fists, trying to drive the dog's head further into her cunny with the backs of her lower legs. Oh, if only she could feel all that bristly fur rubbing along the full length of her slick cunny sheath! She'd be cumming for hours with that kind of sensation in her.
Growing a little frightened, Major twisted his head around once more and opened his mouth, sinking his fangs gently into her right cuntlips. Karen cried out, her body stiffening in terror. Relaxing the grip she had on Major with her knees and legs, the girl let the animal pull his head out of her pussy and begin lapping at her asscheeks.
"Ohhh, Ohhh, OHHHH!" Karen groaned, rolling her butt from side to side like a boat tossed about in a storm. She felt the mixture of doggie spittle and cunt juice oozing down her asscrack, leaking into her asshole. Once more she tried locking her legs together, scissoring them over the big dog's head and trapping him in her hot, wet cunny. But
Major was too fast for her this time. He pulled his head out, leaving Karen's sucking cunny empty, begging for something to fill it.
The young blonde cried out in helpless lust, grinding her thighs together in a desperate attempt to create some sort of slick friction against her twitching cunny walls. If only there were something to fill it-something to stretch those itchy membranes apart and rub against her throbbing clitty!
When she had calmed down somewhat Major went back to work, lapping at her outer cuntlips, peeling them back and working on the sensitive flesh between her inner and outer labia. Then he moved down, slicking down her asscheeks and almost poking the tip of his tongue into her bunghole.
Karen rolled back, exposing as much of her ass and pussy as she could. Then Major moved back up, concentrating his licking now on her clitty. Around and around his tongue went, curling around the small sex spindle, slicking it down with spittle, pushing it from side to side, then letting it go as he drilled his tongue into her hot hole.
Karen yowled now like a cat in heat. She was babbling half-formed words. Sweat drenched her cunny hairs as her hair whipped across her lust-twisted face. Her mind whirled around and around as Major growled, yipped and licked in her cunny. She was rocketing up toward a tremendous orgasm and that would be due to a goddamned animal in her twat.
"Ummmmm, hurrrrr! hurrrr!" Strange, animal-like sounds came from the girl's throat as she built up toward orgasm. She felt that familiar hard, hot knot slowly unraveling in her belly. Her muscles tensed, quivering in response to the building force in her pussy and asshole. The girl stopped twisting for a second, her eyes and ears focused on some inner force about to explode deep inside her. Major continued licking, reaming out the girl's snatch now with his furry nose. His tail swished slowly back and forth while his body trembled with excitement. Karen was too hot to notice now, but his long, knobby prong had long since slid out from his sheath and was throbbing hard against his belly. Whimpering and whining he trenched out her wet cunt with his muzzle and tongue, driving the girl higher and higher until she finally tripped over the edge of climax.
"HHRRRRR! HRRRRRRRUHH!" Karen cried out, her scream dying into a series of broken, strangled sobs. The young girl bounced her ass up and down, feeding her snatch to the big dog while waves of orgasm washed over her cunny. Her entire body seemed to be throbbing along with her pussy. Karen felt her snatch wink open, then snap shut on nothing. Oh, if only there were a hot prick sliding in and out of her pussy, spitting out its hot load of jizz while her clitty beat out a wild rhythm of sexual lust!
But there was nothing there-not even Major's tongue. The dog backed away when Karen began her climax, afraid of what the girl would do with her legs. She snapped them together, rocking her body from side to side, then back and forth. Desperately she rubbed her cuntal walls together, creating a kind of subtle, wet friction. She mashed her pussylips up, pushing them against her clitty and felt the wonderful relief that pressure brought. Oh God, if only she had a cock!
Karen rolled over on her belly, stubble clinging to her wet flesh. Pushing her hands down into the wet, hot mess of her pussy, the girl grabbed her cumming clit with her thumb and forefinger and began stroking it, milking the throbbing flesh while hunching down on her hands. She felt her flowing pussy juice wetting down her fingers as orgasm after orgasm rippled across her cunny.
Karen's humping continued for a surprisingly long time. Her cries trailed off into a choked series of sobs. Up and down her ass rode while she speared her snatch on her fingers. Oh God, if only she had a cock-a nice, fat long cock spearing into her pussy to take care of that terrible itch. Yes, Karen felt the edge taken off that ache Major had raised from sleep with his directed tonguing. But she still felt hot-she still felt the need to have something or someone fuck her silly with his prick.
"Easy boy, easy," Paul said, reaching down and petting the big dog's head.
Major turned around and looked questioningly at his master. Paul knew what was on the big dog's mind.
"In a second, Major," he said, smiling and looking up at his friends.
"She sure gets turned onto that doggie stuff, don't she?" Lonnie said, rubbing his crotch. His cock throbbed and he longed to take it out and start jerking off. But he was too shy to be the first one to admit watching Karen make it with a dog turned him on.
"Lots of women do," Buz said, his voice shaking with lust. He too was hard and hot in the crotch.
"Let's see just how hot she can get with ol' Major taking care of her pussy again."
Karen moaned as Paul and Jack scooped her up from the floor, turning her around back on her ass and raising up her legs. They pulled them apart, unsticking her cuntlips and exposing the angry red fuck hole to the dog.
Major peered down at the girl. She lay helpless and groaning in the hay, her face bloated with a strange, hellish passion. Her titties jiggled while her nipples seemed to twitch in time to the throbs still pulsing through her cunt. Spittle and sweat made her smooth white flesh glisten under the bright overhead lights. Moving her legs back over her head, the two boys watched with Buz and Lonnie as her outer labia stretched and pulled apart, revealing the lighter pink folds of her cuntal mouth.
Major barked, his tail jerkily swishing back and forth across his ass. Lowering his head once more, he stretched forward and sniffed at the juicing cunt. Satisfied, he mounted Karen, placing his forepaws half way up her belly while hunching down with his ass.
"UHHH!" Karen cried, feeling the knobby pointed animal prick sliding across her furry cunny mound. The first time the dog had fucked her she was too terrified and sickened to enjoy it. This time however, the young blonde teenager was actually welcoming the animal. She moved her thighs lewdly around the floor, begging the animal silently to fuck her.
"Go on, boy," Paul said impatiently, holding the girl's right ankle in his hands.
Major settled into the girl's saddle slowly and carefully, his throbbing prong moving like a big red worm through her cuntal hairs, Karen groaned, twisting her thighs more slowly as she waited for the delicious moment of penetration.
Slowly she felt her pussylips spreading apart, giving way to the sinking animal cock. The cords stood out in her neck as she felt something long, hot and slick pushing beyond her outer labia, stretching her twat membranes, drilling into the depths of her body.
"Ohhhhh!" Karen cried. Her cunny muscles snapped tightly around Major's prick shortly after the first two inches slipped into her hole. The dog cried in surprise, his body shaking as he backed up and drew his prick out of her hole. It throbbed angrily just above her snatch as the dog whined and looked wonderingly up at his master.
"In, boy, in," Paul ordered.
Karen was going frantic. She wagged her ass like a battle flat, begging in choked, strangled cries to be fucked. She stiffened, arched up her back and moved her pussy around and around. The boys peered down at the blonde, watching her hole dump out load after load of cunny juice. She was wetting herself down with the stuff, her cunny hairs matted together by the thick oil. Her muscles pulled and twitched. The tendons between her legs and torso stood out, pulling at her cunny, making the spasms worse than ever!
Major growled, waiting for Karen to settle down. When the young teenager finally calmed down, the shepherd settled back down on her. Karen sucked in her lower lip, biting down hard as she waited for that wonderful feeling to take over her cunny again.
Then something strange happened. She didn't know whether the boys had held her too far back or if the angle of fucking this way was too new for the animal. In any case, Karen felt the long cock pass her fuck hole, jabbing down into her asscrack. Before she could warn them or try to reposition herself, Karen felt Major's long, knobby cock pressing against her shit-chute.
"NO!" she cried. But it was too late. With a hard jab, Major drove the first inch and a half into the blonde teenager's asshole!
CHAPTER NINE
"NOOOO! AHHHRRRH!" Karen screamed. The pain was excruciating. She felt those large knobs plop past her asshole lips, stretching her sphincter to the ripping point. The pressure of Major's prick against her shitter walls was felt in her cunny. In spite of the hot, tearing pain racking her shitter, Karen felt a corresponding warmth and throbbing pleasure begin to radiate through her cunny. The big dog probably couldn't understand what went wrong. He grunted with the added effort of fucking the girl's asshole. But he kept on driving his prong in, lifting his powerful ass up, then drilling it back down, driving yet more inches of hot doggie meat into Karen's bung.
"Hey man, I think she's groovin' on it," Paul said to the others. The boys had noticed Major's mistake and was about to pull him out. Instead they left him alone and watched. Karen was going crazy, pulling down with her legs, making her ass rotate around the floor in tiny circles as the dog kept on fucking her. The pain in her ass was dying away. Taking its place was a warm, stuffed feeling that turned into a hot, tight pussy-delight sensation in the girl's twat.
Reaching between her legs Karen tugged at her clitty shaft again. If only she could have that dick there! But Major's cock drilling in and out of her ass like a post-hole trencher was good enough. She cried and whimpered, throwing her head from side to side as she slapped her ass against the ground. She was cumming-but this time was more stronger than before. That animal's prong, even though in the wrong hole, was making all the difference. Images of cocks shot through the girl's twisted mind. She thought of Billy's prong drilling her cunt. Then there were Jack's, Paul's, Buz's and Lonnie's cock, all big and stiff, all spewing out that wonderful hot white cum and coating her over with it.
"AHHHHH!" Karen cried. Her body stiffened, then twitched crazily. She jerked around the floor, nearly knocking Major off her. She raked her fingers across her snatch, digging at the slick folds, pulling at her cumming clit. The dog yelped, his ears pinned back on his handsome head. He was shooting, spraying his spunk into the girl's bung.
Karen felt something flooding into her ass. It was like having an enema. She cried out again and again, managing to milk the dog's prick with her ass as wave after wave of climax shook both of them.
When it was over Major pulled out of the sobbing girl, trotting off into a corner and curling up after licking his flaccid cock with that wonderful, cunt-caressing tongue. Karen relaxed, her arms and legs sagging while a warm glow settled over her flesh.
The boys dragged her legs, staring at the girl with wonder. They'd never seen someone as hot as Karen was-and this was the supposed nice girl they'd seen modestly walking around the high-school corridors every day!
"You think she can take . . . ? " Buz said after several minutes of silence. The boys all knew what he was going to say. Karen opened her eyes and stared languidly at them. Only now was she able to put together all their words.
"Please . . . let.. . let me go," she stammered, covering her face with her arms. Now the shame that had been buried by her lust rose up, covering the girl's mind and showing just how perverted she'd become.
"Are you kidding? With something as hot as you are, baby? We're not gonna let you go until we find out just what your limits are," Paul said.
Karen shuddered at his words. She didn't know what her limits were. From what had already happened, the blonde teenager wondered if she had any limits.
"Come on," Paul said, reaching down and pulling her off the small pile of hay Karen had been on.
"Why are you doing this? In God's name, let me go," Karen wailed, staggering to her feet. Every move was painful. The four boys pulled at the blonde, hooting and laughing, insulting Karen as they took her from the stall to the center of the barn.
"Wanna give some head, baby?" Paul said, grabbing her skull in both hands after knocking her to the floor. The blonde tried to protest, but the boy's palms pulled back too hard on her mouth for her to speak. She felt him pulling her forward, pressing her lips against the hard material of his Levi's.
"Ohh yeah, she'll like that," Buz said, licking his lower hp in excitement. They all watched as Paul reached down and unzipped his fly, pulling out his stiff boner and rubbing it against Karen's right cheek.
"Don't wanna get my cock speared up with dog spit in her cunt," he said, laughing uneasily as he pulled back, turned his thighs slightly to the left, and rammed forward. Karen's head snapped back from the force of the cock-blow. She felt the dick slam against her front teeth, forcing them apart and sliding quickly into her mouth. When it banged against the back of her throat, Karen tried to pull back.
"Oh no, baby. I wanna feel that tongue around my prick," Paul groaned, digging his powerful fingers into the sides of Karen's skull and whipping her head back and forth against his groin.
The blonde teenager gagged and gasped, trying to catch her breath as Paul's fat prong slid in and out of her mouth. Spittle leaked down her chin and throat. She could feel the cold zipper teeth scrape against her lips. Paul's fat nuts slapped against her chin as the big man whipped his thighs back and forth, drilling his fat prong deeper and deeper into her throat.
"Look at her. Shit, she goes at it like she was starvin' for cock," Buz commented.
Karen closed her eyes and sucked hard, wrapping her tongue around the plunging cock. She could taste the bleachy cum oozing out of Paul's prick, coating her mouth with a thick film of his fuck oil.
"MMMHHGGFFF!" Karen cried, jerking up her hands and pressing them against Paul's thighs. He was choking her with his cock, blocking her air passage with his dickhead.
But the young man was too excited to care about Karen's comfort. He threw back his head and let out animal groans. The cords stood out in his neck as he pummeled his prick into the young blonde's head.
When Karen thought she was going to pass out from lack of air, she felt Paul pull back until his dickhead was clamped lightly between her lips. The girl sighed with relief, sucking in air through her nose. She felt tears rolling down her cheeks. But there was no time to wipe them. Paul was rotating his hips around, rubbing his dickhead over her front teeth, then pushing back down again.
When Karen thought she was going to pass out from lack of air, she felt Paul pull back until his dickhead was clamped lightly between her lips. The girl sighed with relief, sucking in air through her nose. She felt tears rolling down her cheeks. But there was no time to wipe them. Paul was rotating his hips around, rubbing his dickhead over her front teeth, then pushing back down again.
Karen slackened her jaw, letting the big young man shove his prong back into her. She could taste the cum more strongly now. He was getting close to spraying his jizz. She felt his fingers tighten against her head. His groans were louder now. His cock seemed to be swelling.
And then there was the sudden splashing of Paul's jizz against her tonsils. The young girl pushed back hard, trying to get away from the shooting cock. But Paul held onto her head firmly, grinding his groin against her face, flattening her nose and lips. Karen knelt helplessly in front of him, swallowing as much of the jizz as she could.
But Paul's load was so heavy the young girl soon felt his cum drooling out of her mouth, oozing down her throat and splashing onto her legs. More and more cum shot out of the expanded piss-slit, nearly drowning Karen while the other boys watched and commented lewdly on the girl's situation.
When the final glob of cum shot out of Paul's prickhead, the young man pulled back reluctantly, letting the softening prick slip from between Karen's lips and dangle in front of her. The blonde stared at that horse-like cock, noticing the wetness of the still throbbing sides.
"They call him donkey-Dan," Buz commented, noticing the blonde's apparent fascination with the size of Paul's prick.
"Hey, why don't we see if she can take on a real donkey?" Paul said, grinning evilly at the cringing teenager.
Karen knelt half-dazed in front of the big young football player. She was listening only in part to what they were saying. She felt her life was falling to pieces here in the barn. God only knows what they were going to do to her. She'd already been fucked in the ass by a dog, forced to give one of the boys a blow-job, and then there were the other nights when her virginity had been ripped from her in the most humiliating of ways.
Karen rolled her eyes up and looked at the leering men. She felt all the fight drain from her. They could do anything they wanted to her. She was no better than the Whore of Babylon-one of her religious father's favorite phrases.
"Get him, Paul," Jack said, reaching down and wiping a string of cum from the right side of Karen's mouth.
The blonde teenager still knelt quietly, looking from one man to the other, feeling a kind of anesthetic sensation numbing her mind and soul. The girl kept floating in her half-conscious daze until she heard Paul returning with the jackass. Jerking her head to the right, Karen felt her heart skip a beat. That donkey Sharon had showed her was back-and this time with a hard-on! Paul must have done something to him in the back-stroked him somewhere to get him that excited. Her eyes widened in horror as they focused on the long, thick, leathery donkey-cock. No, they couldn't be thinking of shoving that disgusting, ugly looking prick into her! Not her father's little girl! Things like that just don't happen in this country!
But the boys seemed to have other ideas. They grabbed Karen by the shoulders, hauling her up from the ground and dragging her toward a low wooden wall that had served as a partition between two stalls at the other end of the barn.
Karen snapped to her senses, feeling the hay stubble cutting into the tops of her feet. She twisted in their cruel, tight grips, jerking back her head and trying to pull free. She couldn't submit to something like this. It was too vile for her to understand.
"Let me go!" Karen cried, her eyes widening even further as they dragged her to the wall, pressing her belly and cunt against the splintery old wood. Small knives seemed to be cutting into her legs and pussylips as the boys shoved her harder and harder against the wall. Behind her she could heat the donkey's hoofs clumping on the soft, thick covering of hay.
She cried out again, her scream dying down to a low, sobbing moan. Her shoulders were aching from the boys' grips. The splinters were leaving small bleeding cuts on her thighs and lower belly while her feet were covered with dirt and hay stubble. She felt foul, filthy with dirt, cum and sweat.
"Bend her over," Paul said coldly from behind her.
The boys obeyed, pushing her down by the neck. Karen tried to resist, but the pressure made her back and neck ache. With a shuddering moan she gave in, bending at the waist. Her navel scraped against the uneven top of the broken stall partition. They bent Karen over until her face was pressed against the other side of the half-wall and her ass rose high and naked in the air.
Karen groaned again, feeling the blood rush to her head. She could hear Paul giving orders behind her. Finally the boys let her go, stepping to either side of her. She was about to push herself free when she could feel something warm and fuzzy pressing against her cunny. A jolt of horrified realization shot through her. It was the big donkey's muzzle.
"NO!" Karen shouted, clenching her fingers together and beating them against the wall. But the boys moved forward again, holding her while the large animal started lapping at her cunny. Unlike the dog's tongue, this animal's was broader, wetter and rougher. She felt as if someone were sanding down her snatch with wet sandpaper. Her lips were pulled roughly apart and flattened to the side with each upward lick of the donkey's tongue. Rivers of spittle rushed into her hole, washing over the sensitive pink folds of her twat. She could feel the animal's hot, thick breath rustling through her matted down cuntal hairs as the donkey grew more and more excited with the prospect of fucking this woman.
"Please, let me go," Karen moaned again. But she knew the ultimate outcome of this. She sucked in deep breaths, trying to force herself to relax as the licking became more rhythmic. He was slathering down her ass with his spittle until the smooth, white globes dripped with saliva. His fat tongue sank into her pussy deeper with each lick. He nuzzled her snatch lips with his big, black nose. At times Karen could feel his large, square yellowish front teeth pushing against her slick inner cunny walls. She shuddered, thinking of how powerful those teeth were and how they could rip apart her soft pussy at any second.
Then the licking sensation was gone. She braced herself for the ultimate degradation.
"Up!"
The word was simple and pronounced coldly. But the effect was chilling. Karen heard some commotion behind her. Then the wall she was bent over shook. The light dimmed around her, and soon she was aware of something big and hairy over her. Looking up and to either side of her she saw two powerful dark brown forelegs resting shakily on the rotting partition. They had forced the donkey up to this position. She could feel his spittle dripping down on the back of her neck while his cock dangled dangerously close to her pussy.
Paul and Jack moved carefully under the girl, raising her ass up and pulling back while the large jackass trembled with excitement and some fear.
"In ya go," Paul said.
Karen let out a shriek. She could feel something warm and tough pressing against her cunny lips. It was the donkey's cock-thick, black and throbbing they were feeding into her pussy.
The girl closed her eyes and screamed again, trying to draw her knees protectively up to her belly and kicked the boys free of her. But it was impossible. They were going to have her fuck the animal if it was the last thing they did.
CHAPTER TEN
"AHHHHH!" Karen screamed. Her cunny lips were being spread apart, flattened down to the sides by the forced entry of the animal's leather prong. Karen shuddered, thinking of the large donkey above her and how her pussy must look being speared by his prick. Further and further it went in, forcing her pussy lips into a large tunnel. Above her she could hear the animal braying. His large brown eyes rolled in his head while his nostrils flared with excitement.
Karen's body stiffened as the wrinkled prong drilled deeper and deeper into her snatch. She could feel the wiry short hairs of the burro's sides rubbing against the soles of her feet. The blood rushed to her head, making her dizzy while her stomach turned over and nearly spilled out its contents. She felt sick, nauseated at what they were doing to her. The girl twisted and shrieked, wrinkling up her reddened face in horror as she beat the sides of the rotting partition with her fists.
And yet something terribly rough, long and thick was forcing her pink cunny walls apart, stretching her pussy membranes to the ripping point.
"Jesus, she can take it!" Buz commented as half the donkey prick had already gone into the young girl. The boys stared in amazement and mockery at the raped teenager. Her body was twisted around unnaturally-her legs held up and apart, wrapped around the sides of the big animal; her torso draped obscenely over the partition; her pussylips almost invisible, stretched into a yawning grin by the donkey's fat cock.
Paul slid the girl forward, moving the jackass' cock in and out as if he were fucking Karen.
"OHHHHH!" the blonde girl groaned, her body stiffening. It was bad enough to have the donkey's prong being pushed into her. But to have him actually fucking her, twisting that revolting, leathery-feeling prong in and out of her pussy-it was too much!
Karen twisted around again. Cold chills rippled through her body as more and more of the donkey meat was fed into her snatch. Her shoulders shuddered. A great ache began between her legs, radiating down to her belly and finally her head. They were splitting her apart with that damned animal! They were going to ruin her forever! She'd never be able to fuck anyone again!
All these thoughts ran through the girl's head as the terrible pain grew worse. Her head throbbed in time to the pulsing of the dick she felt reaming out her snatch. Karen felt her mind whirling about crazily while Paul pushed the jackass' dick further into her. Dropping her hands to the wet ground the young teenager pressed her hands against the dirt, arching up her head to keep the blood from pushing her into unconsciousness. She wanted to be awake to make sure they didn't try to kill her.
"HHHRRRRR! HUHHHRRRR!" Karen was being pushed to the limit. Her flesh crawled. Hot flashes of pain shot through her overstretched pussy while her legs and shoulder sockets began to throb now. The uneven wooden edge of the partition bit cruelly into her belly flesh. An odd, cold sensation rippled through her body. And over all was the feeling of the donkey's prick stuffing itself into her snatch, sinking deeper and deeper into her body.
Soon Karen could feel his fat nuts pushing against the bottom V of her pussylips. They'd managed somehow to get the whole cock into her! Karen swallowed hard, feeling the acidy vomit in her belly oozing up to her throat. Her body was stuffed with donkey meat! The thought sickened the young girl. She was filled with that disgusting cock. Mentally Karen tried to think what her pussy must look like-stretched unnaturally wide, yawning open to accommodate that animal's funnel-like black cock!
Then Paul started moving her back and forth again, rubbing the girl's silken cunny walls against the donkey's prick. The big animal got the idea and began pushing his muscular ass up and down to increase the fucking friction.
Karen cried out, begging God or someone to end her humiliation and misery. And then the end came faster than anyone had actually imagined. The girl heard the big animal braying loudly above, her. His body swayed while sticky saliva dribbled down on the back of her neck. His cock seemed to swell inside her until the hot ache torturing her cunny grew into a stabbing, throbbing pain. It was as if her entire body were plagued with a cramp.
"Please, oh God, no, no, NOOOOOOOO!" the teenager cried, digging her fingertips into the damp ground just under her head. The girl's face flushed redder than before. Tears rolled down her cheek. Behind her Karen could hear the boys laughing at her plight. She heard them say that the big animal was about to dump his load into her cunny.
"Here she goes, baby!" Buz called out from behind her bouncing ass.
Karen shut her eyelids tightly and sucked in a ragged breath. Her titties rolled back and forth, jiggling together while her asscheeks bounced from the big donkey's fucking pressure. He was drilling her out, trenching her cunny with his leathery prong. Wet, sticky sounds filled the room.
And then the animal's big jowels dropped open, exposing white, square powerful front teeth. His braying turned into a kind of growl while his sides heaved with excitement.
Karen felt something blast into her cunny, spattering against the walls of her snatch. Then another long, hard spray splashed into her. The donkey was blowing his load in her-spraying her pussy with his disgusting, spunk.
"OHHHH, NOOOOOO!"
Karen screamed, beating her fists in frustrated horror against the ground, then the partition. She twisted around, still trying to break loose of the hard grips on her legs and thighs. But it was impossible. She was being fucked, filled with the donkey's cum. The boys weren't going to let her go until the animal had finished spraying out his load.
"P-Please, please, please." Her voice grew weaker and weaker as the animal's sexual fury lessened. He was finished with his fucking spree. Twisting his powerful head around, the donkey let out a low growling bray, then stepped a little clumsily off the top of the broken partition Karen lay across.
The blonde teenager shuddered as if a charge of electricity shot through her. Then finally the animal's fat, slick prong was yanked free of her pussy.
"Ohhhhh," Karen sighed, her body growing limp over the partition. The boys let her lay that way for several minutes. Cum oozed out of her stretched pussy, dribbling down the back of her legs toward her ankles. Her feet twisted spasmodically while her asscheeks still rippled with tension.
From behind the partition they could hear Karen sobbing and saying "no, no, no," over and over again. Paul looked a little guiltily at the other boys as he lead the satisfied burro back to the stall.
"Let's get her home," Buz said, walking over to the girl and laying a hand on her shoulder.
"Not again! NOT AGAIN!" she screamed, twisted around as best she could. That sudden move caught her off-balance. With another spasmodic jerk she slid over thee top of the partition and fell on her ass on the other side. The girl scrambled to her feet, crossing her arms over her titties while covering her violated pussy with her hands. Karen's eyes were wide and vacant while her mouth worked as if trying to say something.
"Hey, the chick's flipped," Buz said, backing away and calling out or help.
Paul returned, staring at the near-hysterical blonde.
"She needs a little of this," the big young man said, stepping in front of the other boys and climbing over the broken partition.
"Stay . . . away," Karen said in a hesitating voice. She pressed her asscheeks against the barn wall, moving one hand up from her pussy to her face.
"Hey, baby, out of it!" he said gruffly, raising his right hand up, then bringing it down across the side of her face.
Karen's head snapped to one side while her body whirled half way around from the force of the blow. The young teenager let out a sharp cry of fear and pain. And then the spell was broken. With a long, low moan Karen slowly sank to the floor, her body shaken with violent sobs of anger and horror. The full force of what had happened to her crashed in on the girl. She could hear Paul ordering the others to go get her clothes while he scooped her up from the floor and pushed her along toward the center of the barn. In the back Karen could hear the donkey braying with satisfaction. She shuddered, wondering if there would ever be a time she could hear that sound again without feeling a shock of terror ripple through her body.
* * *
The next few weeks were impossible for the young girl. When the boys dropped her off near her house that evening Karen was in a near state of shock. She didn't think she'd be able to face her parents and their continual religious talk at the dinner table. She was late again. They'd be thinking she was seeing a man and lecture her on the evils of the flesh. How could she sit through such a lecture, knowing what she did about sex and its perversions. She had both witnessed and taken part in the most perverse of acts. Karen smiled to herself as she climbed the steps to her family's house, wondering what her mother would say if she were to know just what had happened to her.
As Karen pushed the screen door open and stepped into the living room, she pictured her mother's horrified face, her father's muttered prayers as she told them how she'd been fucked by boys, by dogs, and now by a donkey! She'd been fucked so hard she could hardly walk. How could she tell them that?
"Karen is that you? You're late. I'm sorry, but we can't wait for you all the time. Billy's parents are here for a prayer meeting. You can fix your own dinner when we're through," Karen's mother shouted from behind the closed kitchen door.
Karen said nothing, shuffling gratefully toward the stairs. She dragged her body up the steep carpeted steps, thinking of the older people in the kitchen saying their prayers to God. Would they pray for her, especially after what she'd done? And Billy!! The thought of his body, his cock, and the impossibility of ever finding comfort from it again shot through her tortured brain.
With a howl of rage and helplessness Karen ran up the rest of the stairs, stumbling down the hall until she came to her room. The blackness was comforting as she slammed the door behind her and flung herself onto the bed. No, she could never see him or any other boy in school. She felt the stretched, achy sensation she'd felt with the big donkey. How could she ever look at another person again? She'd committed the most foul act of sexual deviation known.
Sobbing her heart out, the young blonde dug her hands into the pillow and cried herself to sleep.
The following three days Karen didn't go back to school. She pleaded the flu, remaining in bed and even refusing her parents to come into her room unless they insisted. When she finally returned to classes, the girl shrank from anyone looking more than casually at her. Fortunately she didn't see Sharon, Billy or the rest of the boys for those first few days. Either they were too frightened to come to school and face her, or they were plotting something else for another girl.
The second week Karen seemed to run into everyone. Billy was always around, looking moodily at her while Sharon chilled the affair with one or two cold stares. Buz and Lonnie met her several times in the hall, lowering their eyes whenever she stared back at them. And then Paul strolled by the fourth day, his hands jammed in his pockets with his text books tucked under his left arm. Karen stopped in the hall, pressing her ass against the drinking fountain. She was trembling, her face flushing red with horrified embarrassment. For some inexplicable reason she thought he was about to reveal their horrible secret to everyone in the corridor.
But the young man just passed her by, giving her a cocky smile and sniggering. That little laugh infuriated the young blonde. To think someone like that could nearly kill her in such a degrading way, and then laugh about it! She wanted to fly at him. Instead she simply turned around and walked to gym class, wondering what she could do.
The other girls had already changed when Karen slipped into the locker room. She was late, as she was with almost all her classes. Her daydreaming was ruining her reputation as an honor student. Walking up to her locker the young girl opened the small metal door, pushing her books in and stripping down. She was down to .her bra and panties when she heard someone moving behind her.
"Who's there?" she cried in a terrified whisper. After what had happened to her, Karen wasn't about to trust any sound.
"Me," Sharon said, walking up to her. Karen's eyes widened with interest. The tall brunette was wearing only her shower sandals. Her long, well-developed titties hung sensuously down her chest, swinging slowly back and forth with every step the girl took. Rivulets of water trickled down her full boobs while her black cunny hairs glistened with droplets. She must have just stepped from the shower, toweling herself off when the blonde walked into the locker room.
"Please, I don't want to talk," Karen said sulkily. She was sure the boys must have told Sharon everything. What did the brunette want to do, gloat over her humiliation.
"Hey, I heard what happened last week in the barn. I just want to say I didn't have anything to do with it," Sharon said, laying a hand on Karen's neck and stroking the fine hairs lightly with her fingertips.
Karen shuddered. That gentle stroking was doing something strange to her. It was the first kind thing that had happened to her in weeks. The condition of her mind was making her respond in a sexual way to Sharon's caresses. Sheepishly turning her face toward the pretty brunette, Karen realized Sharon was also turning on.
"I-you started the whole thing-the dogs, the boys.. . , " Karen stammered, her face flushing red first from admitting to the former sexual perversions, then from the knowledge she was responding more excitedly with every passing second to Sharon's continual stroking.
"Alright, I admit I did a few things I should be ashamed of," she cooed, moving closer to Karen. The blonde looked down. That glistening cunny was only inches away from the back of her left hand. All she had to do was move it backward and she would be touching Sharon's pussy! "But you've got to admit you enjoyed doing what you were doing. There's not too much wrong with it. Lots of women do it. Lots of women do other things too."
Karen's stomach was turning over with excitement. There was that familiar lush, hot wet feeling in her pussy. But now it was with a woman; she could feel her nipples. Closing her eyes Karen wanted to tell Sharon to leave-not to touch her. What she was going to do was filthy-unnatural!
Then a smile crept over her slowly. What was she to think anything was unnatural any more? Karen sighed and let Sharon pull her close. She sighed as she felt Sharon's icy hand sweep up her smooth naked belly flesh, snaking under one of her bra cups and touch one heavy tit.
The blonde groaned when their bodies met and seemed to flow together. Soft titties brushed over equally soft titties. Then Sharon reached behind, unsnapping the bra strap. Karen sighed again as the halter slipped away, falling to the floor. Now she could feel Sharon's torso pressing against hers. When she opened her eyes again she looked into Sharon's and saw the girl was ready for anything.
"Ohhhh!" Karen groaned, feeling her pussy twitch when Sharon smoothed her hands over the blonde's ass. The elastic waistband of her panties was being curled down over her full butt-cheeks, pulled down lower and lower until she could feel it pressing hard against her knees. She could feel Sharon's hot, uneven breath blowing against her pussy curls. Then the brunette was standing back up in front of her, touching her sore pussylips.
"Just relax," Sharon whispered, tightening her hold on Karen. She used her fingertips like tiny pads, rubbing them over the tender flesh. Her touch was soft and gentle, especially comforting after the horrors she'd suffered at the hands of Paul and his buddies. As Sharon's fingers moved down to her clitty and stroked it comfortingly, Karen whispered and leaned against Sharon's body. Her head rested onto her small shoulder while her legs spread to give the stroking fingers more room. Her tender fleshy pussylips trembled under Sharon's touch. She began to feel the soreness melting away under the increasing flow of sexual arousal.
"Over here," Sharon whispered, pulling away and leading Karen from the locker area to a pile of mats stacked to one side of the shower room door. Karen followed obediently, feeling kindness mixed with sex for the first time since her fuck with Billy.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Karen knelt in front of Sharon while the brunette scooted slowly back on the mat and spread her long legs apart. She was staring at the glistening black patch of cunny hairs curling out from around Sharon's fat pussylips. She knew she shouldn't be doing this. But after all that had happened to her, Karen wasn't sure what was right and what was wrong anymore. All she could think of was that gentle touch on her cunny and how it soothed the ache both there and in her mind.
Karen bent forward, seeing through the thick tangled cunny curls of Sharon's black snatch. She stopped, unable to move any further. A cunt licking off a cunt! The idea sounded so revolting to her mind. No! She couldn't do something like that.
Hesitating in the way, Karen rolled her large blue eyes up and met Sharon's.
"Come on," the girl said impatiently, reaching up with her right hand and curling her fingers around Karen's neck. The girl felt herself being jerked forward. She froze for the moment, holding her breath. Then she gave in, pitching forward until her nose was buried deep into the girl's snatch.
Karen felt the soft, curly hair brushing against her cheeks. The glistening fluid that began to bubble out of Sharon's gash tasted something like all the cum she'd been forced to drink lately. For several seconds the blonde did nothing, wondering how long Sharon would make her stay in that awkward kneeling position with her face buried in that pussy.
Then the brunette began grinding her hips slowly from side to side, rubbing her asscheeks against the dirty cold surface of the gym matt while squeezing her cunny walls together. Karen groaned. She could feel Sharon's slick walls snapping around her nose. Her face was beginning to be wet down by cunny juice. Instinctively Karen moved her knees forward, sliding her hands around Sharon's ass while flicking out her tongue and licking up the pussy slit. Sharon groaned while the blonde teenager lashed her tongue inside. She pushed up into the delicate crack while she nestled her cheek against the soft pussy lips.
"Ohhh, ohhhh," Sharon groaned. "It feels soooo good. I don't know why we haven't done this before. I'm sorry for everything that's happened to you!" Sharon kept on saying things like this, rolling her head back and forth across the concrete wall behind her. Her knees sagged apart while Karen kept on licking up her pussy.
Then Karen began feeling her sore pussy being rubbed by careful fingers again. She saw Sharon's face red and flushed with lust. Her eyelids were closed and twitching. Glancing back down the blonde saw more frothy fuck oil bubble out from between the jagged cunny crack. Moving her right forefinger carefully up one pussy lip, Karen watched the brunette twist and writhe under her gentle ministration. Then she touched the girl's clitty and Sharon cried out as if in pain. "Come on."
Sharon drew her knees up and swung around on her ass until she was in a sixty-nine position with Karen. Scooting over the girl, she rolled Karen on her back, then held down the girl's legs while she slowly dropped her curly-haired snatch down to Karen's face.
"OHHHH!" It was the first time Karen had felt another girl's tongue being inserted into her pussy. It pushed carefully in, easing past the tense, bloated lips. Sharon blew a hot breath through the blonde hair, tickling her at the same time as she licked her clitty shaft. Gently and easily, Sharon fitted her mouth onto Karen's snatch and started to suck and tongue.
"OHHHHHH!"
Karen felt Sharon using her fingers to pull her pussy lips gently apart while she sucked. While she teased Karen's pussy, she lowered her body until her cunny was directly over the blonde's mouth. The brunette could feel Karen breathing into her, the hot breath rustling through her curly black hair. Her clit popped out, throbbing and hard.
"Unnnghh!" Karen cried out in a silent plea to have that pussy on her. The blonde almost shuddered with excitement as she watched Sharon lower her body. Karen wrapped around Sharon's soft ass, squeezing those full cheeks and rubbing them gently. She slipped her fingers into the hot, tight valley between them. Her head jerked up while her tongue flicked out. She licked the pulsing surface of Sharon's delicate clit, noticing that more juice seemed to flow from the crack at that light oral touch.
Then the juicy cunt pushed down until it was pressed firmly against Karen's sucking mouth. Karen jabbed her tongue between the fat lips as hard as she could. When she had it inside she began to lick around and around. She could tell she was driving Sharon crazy. The brunette's hips pushed down onto her face. They hunched wildly, trying to get more hard tongue up her snatch.
Sharon buried her face in Karen's pussy. Her lips pressed down in a wet kiss against the pussylips. They pressed into Karen's clitty while she kept her tongue busy lashing away at the inside of the juicy hole. Karen cried out into the hot cunt over her, wondering why she'd waited until now to experience such a wonderful sensation.
While Karen was getting her pussy wet-kissed, she kept working her fingers deeper into Sharon's asscrack. While her forefinger found the puckered asshole in the center, the girl moved her lips around Sharon's clit and sucked at it. The brunette cried out, shoving her ass down hard against Karen's face, then raising her ass up once more when the blonde stabbed her finger up to the second joint.
Sharon shoved down with her hips again, grinding her pussy furiously into Karen's face. At the same time she spread her legs, stretching the cheeks of her ass apart so Karen could get her finger deeper inside. She felt the fingertip push slowly into the tight little hole. It wiggled around and around, teasing her, sending thrills racing through her ass and cunny. Sharon's clit vibrated more furiously than before.
"Oh yes, yes, do that. Oh God, it feels sooo good!" Sharon crooned.
Karen felt her pussy explode with lust. The pink lips spread apart, exposing the dark-red throat of her twat. She thought she would die as Sharon's hot breath blew over her cunny lips. Her dark pink clitty glowed clitty glowed at the top of her slit with excited desire. Her titties jiggled together, the nipples stiffening and twit clung as they rubbed into the soft curve of Sharon's belly.
As Sharon sucked harder at Karen's cunt, she felt the finger in her ass pushing further inside. "Umm-mm," Sharon groaned, rolling her ass around in circular hunches. Again she felt the finger pressure its way into her hot, tight ass. Karen was inexperienced, but she had a natural instinct for sexual prowess that surprised even Sharon. The brunette moaned again, feeling that wonderful tongue scraping down the sides of her pussy walls. Her cuntlips spread wide, exposing the hot tunnel leading to her cunt bottom. She felt Karen's mouth fit onto her hairy snatch. "Ummmmm," she groaned into Karen's throbbing cunt.
The vibrations of that groan echoed through the blonde's pussy, shaking her clit to its roots. Karen's nerve endings vibrated until her entire body seemed to be throbbing. She spread her legs wider apart and thrust up her ass. With each hunch upward of her ass she felt Sharon's wide, rough licking tongue lash over her pussylips.
She kept her finger up Sharon's ass, then forced the brunette over on her side, rolling the brunette onto the mat until she was on top. Straddling Sharon's head she worked her ass around in a series of short, jerky hunches. She learned how far she could pull up without letting the tongue slip out of her cunt. While she concentrated on fucking herself with Sharon's tongue, Karen glued her mouth onto the wide-open pussy. Her lips fitted tightly over the soft, fat box. Her tongue shot inside and stayed stiff while Sharon's writhed, twisted and moaned under her.
"UMMMMMMMM! UMMMMMMM!" Sharon groaned. Karen kept on fucking the girl with her tongue. She wanted to make Sharon take it, eat it and suck it. She wanted to make the girl taste her cunny juice as it washed out of her snatch. Her mouth shoved down hard between Sharon's spread legs. Her hips worked up and down in strong, fucking motions. She felt the girl hunching wildly below her as if she were going out of control. Karen wiggled her finger like a tiny snake around and around the tight hole.
Sharon loved it. She cried out in a muffled voice that she was cumming. Karen cried back that she was too. And then the spasms hit both their cunts. They both forgot everything except their cumming clits. Karen's popped into Sharon's sucking mouth and twitched against the licking tongue. Sharon felt her entire body spasm. Her toes curled while her belly knotted up. She grabbed hard onto Karen and held her in place while she hunched with her drooling pussy onto the stiff tongue.
"UNNNRHHH! HHRRRR!" Karen cried, twisting and writhing under Sharon's careful tonguing as she exploded into a million brightly colored pieces. The brunette knew just where to place her tongue and fingers. Karen felt her titties jiggling, swaying back and forth and dragging over her friend's chest while her pussy spasmed and contracted with sexual heat.
She didn't know how long the two of them had been in that unnatural embrace before she realized they were not alone. Drawing her face out of Sharon's pussy Karen turned and peered over her left shoulder. The girls from the gym class were all standing in a broad semi-circle, their eyes widened in surprise and horror. Karen sucked in a deep breath and pulled back from the brunette. That sudden move caused her to fall on her ass. She heard the girls giggling. "Karen! Sharon!"
It was Miss Bradford, the instructor. She too had been with the girls and watched the two young women give each other the final lick. Karen stared guiltily at the young red-haired woman, covering her hanging titties with her hands while backing away from Sharon further.
"What's the meaning of this? How dare you?" the woman said, her lips trembling with horror and anger. Karen wasn't sure what would happen. She thought of the horrendous scandal that would break over both their heads. Both she and Sharon would be branded as queers for the rest of their lives. At least in this school Karen couldn't see herself staying for graduation. She couldn't see herself facing all those questioning stares.
"Miss Bradford, I . . . "
"Don't try to get out of this. We saw what happened. The two of you, get dressed and see me in my office. Sharon, you first," the woman said, turning sharply on her heels and walking away.
"Oh my God," Karen wailed, burying her face in her hands. The other girls turned and walked back to their lockers, muttering quietly and giggling while a few of them peered over their shoulders and stared vacantly at the two naked girls.
"I'll take care of this," Sharon said, recovering herself and standing up.
Karen watched the tall naked brunette as she walked proudly past the staring girls to Miss Bradford's office. The blonde heard the gym instructor demand why Sharon had dared to enter her office naked. Then the door shut and all anyone could hear was an occasional shout.
The two of them had been in the office for over half an hour. Most of the other girls had showered, changed and left for other classes. Karen waited quietly outside the door, dressed now and wondering what could be taking Sharon so long. What could she be doing inside? Was she trying to convince Miss Bradford not to report them? Even if the brunette had succeeded in doing that, how could Sharon prevent the other girls from talking?
At that point the door opened and Sharon stepped out. The girl's long, brown hair lay in tangles around her throat. Her face and belly were flushed, and her cunny hairs were matted down with something thick and wet. The distinct smell of pussy juice floated out of the room as the girl closed the door so Karen couldn't see in.
"Well, I don't think we have to worry," Sharon said, brushing the hair out of her eyes and looking at Karen ironically. "Miss Bradford and I've had an understanding for a while. I think she was just a little jealous."
Karen sat back down. She couldn't believe she was hearing this!
"And you can go back to Billy, although I think you'd have gone back to him in spite of anything I might have done. Don't worry about the boys, either. They'll pay for what they did to you without my permission. And the pictures-well, I'll keep those for my own pleasure-and maybe for yours when I feel like it."
It wasn't the best bargain in the world. But Karen murmured her thanks, rose from the bench and started out the door.
"But the other girls," Karen said, turning around and giving the brunette a questioning look.
"Don't worry. They're the smallest problem," Sharon said haughtily, raising her chin and smiling majestically. "They won't say or talk about anything if I tell them not to. Your secret's safe," Sharon announced, turning around and going for her locker.
Karen felt she'd better let the subject drop. Grabbing her books she ran from the locker room, feeling the cool air of the corridor blowing against her flushed cheeks. For the first time in weeks she felt really free. Now nothing could touch her. Jack, Paul, Buz, Lonnie, even Sharon were all out of her life. She could see Billy and maybe try to get back to him. He didn't have to know about the horrible things that happened to her.
She ran to his homeroom, peering through the glass in the door. But the lights were dark. Turning, she was about to try the playing field when the big young football player appeared around the corner.
Karen felt her heart stop. How could she do anything with him after all that had happened to her pussy? And still . . .
"Karen. I-I'd like to talk with you," Billy said shamefacedly, continuing to walk down the hall with his eyes cast down to the floor. Karen followed him, walking slowly and pressing her notebook tightly against her titties. He apologized for ignoring her, telling her the guys on the team were saying horrible things about her. But he couldn't believe she'd done all those "things." Would she see him tonight?
Billy didn't have to ask twice. Already the young blonde could feel her cunny twitching at the thought of Billy pressing down on her.
And that evening the young girl wasn't disappointed. That night while she waited for Billy to come something wild was happening to her crotch. She was dripping cunt juice like she'd never done before. What was happening to her? Even in her wildest moments of sexual fantasy she'd been able to control herself in front of her family.
But now she was a sex machine. Did someone notice? Did her mother smell it? She heard Billy's car pull up outside and she started to stand up. As she stood she felt something trickle down her right thigh. Karen wondered if it would fall free and land in a tiny puddle on her foot.
Billy came to the door. Karen shuddered, but managed to stand up. She felt hot and wet between her legs. Her panties were dripping with juice while her face was burning with lust. Her mother smiled at her, but her father was looking at her strangely as if afraid to let her go off.
Karen kissed them both goodbye and went arm-in-arm off with Billy. They didn't show any concern before when she went off. But now, with her snatch drooling out cunny juice, fluttering like a butterfly at the big young man's touch . . .
They went to dinner, danced at the night hop, then drove out to the Metropolitan Park just outside Little Rock where Billy spread out his jacket and dropped his pants. They were naked soon, wrestling in one another's arms, exploring old places and finding new ones.
Karen sighed when Billy stuck two fingers into her crack. God, how loose she felt her cuntal opening was. Her hole could take three fingers. But when Billy pushed that third one in she felt her pussy muscles suddenly snap shut. She was ready!
Then Karen backed down, pushing herself across Billy's body until her face was nestled in his hairy crotch. He knew what she was going to do and guided his cock to her lips. Without saying another word he started hunching up while she started sucking. It was a real oral fuck, not just a blowjob with another man. Billy became an aggressive partner. He moved his cock up and down while she swung on it, slathering it down with spittle.
The knob was so thick and large and meaty. Karen had nearly forgotten how big it was. She dug her teeth into the groove behind it. But when Billy tugged back, she let go. He plunged back and forth in Karen's mouth until the blonde thought she would choke on her own spittle. Karen sudden applied all the suction she could muster up raising her right hand and fingering the throbbing cock at the same time. Billy let out a groan, stiffening all his muscles while he rocked on the ground.
Karen giggled, then sighed as Billy shoved his cock in again. He bounced the knob off the roof of her mouth as Karen sucked again. Suddenly she reached for his balls, rolling the hot nuts from side to side. Billy raised his knees. He twitched as if speared with a knife. For a moment the blonde teenager thought he was going to shoot his wad into her.
"Hey, Karen, don't. I wanna cum inside you. Not this way," Billy protested, pushing her face out of his crotch.
He moved back up to her, then slid her face up higher until his mouth was over her cunny. Karen stiffened, digging into Billy's hair as his tongue stabbed into her juicy snatch. Oh God, she wanted to be fucked. She wanted to feel his cock reaming out her cunny throat, forcing the pink tissues into a broad tunnel. "UHHHH!"
Karen felt Billy bite on her right inner cunt lip. He was tugging on it. At first she cried out in pain. But then the tugging seemed to do something to her nerve endings. She lifted her ass off the ground in a silent plea for more of the same. Karen could feel Billy's heavy breathing on her pussy. Then he was moving down again, running the tip of his tongue along her cuntlips and asshole.
"Fuck me, fuck me!" Karen mumbled, rocking her ass back and forth.
"You want that cock in your snatch?"
"Oh God, yes, fuck me, fuck me," she muttered again, dragging her fingers through Billy's hair.
He moved over her. His cock was bouncing against her thigh. Then it pushed up against her cunny hair, searching blindly for her hole. Karen reached under her raised left thigh and found the cock with her fingers. She guided it to the puffy, spread cuntlips.
"Ahhh!"
Billy pushed forward, trying to get in. But Karen was so excited her cunny muscles snapped shut.
"Relax, relax," Billy cooed.
The cockhead shoved, pushed and drilled finally past the outer labia. Then suddenly Karen's cunny went soft and the football player's cock went in with an audible squish. Karen sighed and shuddered, raising her arms and moving her fingers around Billy's broad shoulders.
"Oh yes, yessss," she whispered to him. She wanted to tell him it was nice. But he was too wrapped up in his fucking to listen.
"Fuck, baby, fuck," Billy grunted. She could feel surges of orgasmic pangs in her clitty.
Already her asshole was tightening the way her cunt would screw up at climax. Karen felt her head growing light and fuzzy while her belly was knotting up in sexual tension.
"Fuck me!" she cried as she twisted her hips from side to side and dug her heels into the ground. "Fuck me!" the blonde teenager whimpered while Billy dug his teeth into the right titty tip.
Karen could feel the muscles of Billy's lower back and asscheeks stiffen under her fingers. He was going to cum. She could tell from that tense shuddering that he was peaking, getting ready to dump his load into her waiting snatch.
"AHHHH!" Karen sighed. She rocked her hips faster as Billy took in a raspy breath and jabbed deeper into her.
"ARHHHH!" Billy cried.
"NNNNGHHH!" Karen echoed him, cumming just in time. She felt her pussy tightened in a spasmodic contraction just as the boy's first wad of jizz broke loose from his cock. She could feel the cock's muscles twitching inside her hole. She could hear his steady grunts and gasps in her ear. She screamed and raked her fingernails on Billy's humping back. He was squirting gobs of his cum into her, filling her up with that delicious white, sticky stuff. .
By the time he'd slumped into exhaustion, Karen had finished cumming and felt herself floating on a brilliant, white set of clouds.
"Oh baby, what's happened between us before let's forget and keep on going," Billy whispered, tracing his fingertips lightly over her full, heaving titties.
Karen sighed, rolling her face away from Billy for a moment and blinking away a tear. Could she ever forget about Sharon and her friends-about the horrible night that had nearly destroyed her and certainly would mark her forever? No matter how hard it was she had to drive those terrible memories from her.
"Yes," Karen sighed, turning back to the young football player and sliding her legs in between his. It would be her and Billy for a long time.
