Who can judge a person's reactions during stress situations? The prisoner of war who gives in to his captors' demands, the kidnapped heiress who joins forces with her abductors-both must act without past experience to guide them. The end result can be either a very negative or a positive experience.
In NO MERCY FOR MOM, Tina Granger finds herself in just such a situation. Held captive, then degraded and forced to perform abnormal sexual acts, she nonetheless finds within herself hidden resources, a strength of character she never realized she had.
Tina Granger suffers through an unspeakably horrible experience, but she comes through with her sensibilities intact, knowing she is more of a woman.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
"Jack Strickland! You leave my panties alone!"
Melanie Granger slapped the young boy's hands away from her buttocks then wheeled around, flashing him a disapproving stare.
"Aw, c'mon, Melanie. You know my mom's got night duty at the hospital. She's not gonna be home for a while. And dad's out bowling," Jack said. He rubbed his fingers up and down the front of his faded Levi's.
Melanie could see something hard and thick tenting up the front of his pants. She swallowed hard, feeling a little frightened of being alone with Jack. This was supposed to be a kind of group-study effort for their science class. Only the other two didn't show for the group, something, Melanie suspected, Jack had arranged.
"No! You know my mom'd kill me if...if I did something like that," she said, licking her dry lips.
What would her mother do? Tina Granger had always protected her daughter Melanie from any men, disapproving even of tonight's meeting. Only when she was assured that there would be others there did she let Melanie out of the house. If she could only see what was going on! Melanie felt her lips curling up into a smile in spite of her fears.
"Nobody's gonna know. Come on, Melanie, I've been wantin' to do this a long time. We've been dating for a while and-"
"We've been doing no such thing," Melanie retorted, her face flushing a little.
She could feel her heart starting to beat faster, her chest tighten, her throat grow dry. There was a battle going on inside her. Melanie still tried to remain cool and prim. But a strange little tingle was sputtering between her legs, turning her tight, virgin, fuzz-covered cunt into a hot little bundle of pussy-hairs quivering with excitement. The girl swallowed again, brushing back her long blonde hair and staring coolly into Jack's eyes.
"We have. And everybody's doin' it anyway. I don't see why you have to be so damned proper," Jack said.
They were standing in the downstairs recreation room. Jack stepped up to her, put both hands around her waist and gave her a squeeze.
"You're gonna get us both in trouble!" she squealed, trying to break free. Her cunt contracted at that hard embrace, her heart nearly stopping. Oh, what was going on inside her? Melanie felt herself getting all buzzy and hot. She was starting to breathe unevenly. She backed away from Jack, hugging her tits with both hands, wondering if she should bolt while she could.
"Just thought I'd give you a little hug, that's all," he said, flashing her a sly smile.
Melanie stared warily at him, feeling her heart beat even faster. He was so handsome. His long black hair shone in the dim light, some of it hanging rakishly over one eye. His face was darkly tanned. A patch of wiry chest hair peeked over the top of his clean white T-shirt. Both the shirt and his faded Levi's were stretched tightly over his big muscular frame. Melanie always wondered why Jack never tried out for sports. She'd seen him in his gym shorts-thick-muscled legs, big arms, developed chest.
"Come on, Melanie, we'll just fool around. I promise I won't...well, you know, go all the way," Jack whispered. He was teasing her, running one hand over her plump young ass.
"If you don't stop that, I'm gonna leave. We're supposed to be studying physics and chemistry. You got me over here purposely to do this, didn't you? You told the others not to come," Melanie blurted out when the young man tried cornering her again.
Jack backed away, then smiled.
"Yeah, guess so. Figured if the evening was a bust, we'd go back to studying. You're a brain anyway. Wouldn't be a lost evening any way you slice it, right?"
Melanie breathed hard. She could have scratched off his face. The nerve of him talking like that to her! She should tell him just what she thought of men like him!
"Jack Strickland! You're one of the most...ohhhh, you make me mad!" Melanie closed her fingers into fists, wanting to hit him.
"I don't see why you're in a big hurry. You don't go out much. I mean, you make like every guy in town's after you, and your mom doesn't let you go out. This is a good time to get a little action, you know?"
His voice made Melanie's flesh crawl with excitement. She rubbed her arms briskly with her fingers, feeling her chest tighten all over again. She felt her pussy swell as Jack advanced toward her. A sudden glow washed over her entire body as her flesh responded to the young stud.
"I don't want the...the kind of action you're talking about." But Melanie felt herself falling into the trap.
Jack came up to her, put his arms around her waist and drew her close to him. She struggled for a second or two, then gave in, laying her head down on his chest. She heard his heart beating almost as quickly as hers. Melanie tensed, wondering just how far she should go!
"No, don't-"
But it was already too late. His hands started moving soothingly, excitingly over her back, rubbing over unfamiliar territory.
"If you keep waiting to date, you won't know how to act," Jack said, his hands trembling. She felt his fingers trying to work under the strap of her halter. "But then, maybe your mom's right. Anybody pretty as you's gonna get into trouble."
She felt him cupping both her ass-cheeks, working his long fingers into the soft cushions. Melanie tried pushing him away. But her mind was so confused, refused to respond to her will. Taking advantage of her confusion, Jack squeezed her close again, sighing when her tits nestled tightly against him.
"Ohhhhh." Melanie felt the hard-muscled arms close around her. She liked the way his touch made her flesh crawl. Melanie started feeling things she hadn't felt before. Her tits seemed to be swelling, growing in her bra! She felt the tips pressing against the scratchy material of her halter. For a minute Melanie wished she could slip off her bra. She could feel Jack's chest rise and fall with his deep breathing. When it rose, he tightened his grip until it seemed that every hard inch of his body pressed into hers. That tingling sensation between her legs was getting worse. It was like having one drop of sweat trickle its way w through the furry covering of her tight virgin cunt.
Jack slid his hands down her body and onto her ass again. As he pulled her tighter against him, he gave a slight hunch to his hips. This time Melanie didn't pull away. He squeezed her ass firmly, slowly, spreading out his fingers and pressing them into her resilient ass flesh again.
Melanie groaned low and deep in her throat, the sound frightening her. She could feel her legs shivering, her knees buckling under the excitement racing through her mind and body. Her mother's words echoed through her brain about men and the one thing they wanted. Why was her mother so against boys dating her? Surely her father, who was killed in an auto accident shortly after she was born, was a good man. Her mother wouldn't have married anyone else but a good, moral man!
"You're nice and fine, Melanie, nice and fine," Jack whispered.
She could feel him trembling almost as hard as she was. No, she didn't want him to stop now. Having her ass squeezed like that felt real good. His hands were gentle even if they were so big and strong. It was only when he hunched harder that the girl started to worry.
Melanie was completely naive. Her mother had told her a few things about men. The rest she picked up in the bathrooms with her giggling girlfriends and in sex-education class. She knew Jack's cock was rock-hard now. He was rubbing his dick against her thighs, hoping perhaps to slip it between her legs and...fuck her!
No, she wasn't going to go that far. All she needed was to get knocked up! Her mother would throw her out of the house if she came home that way. Tina had told her that, shaking a finger in her face. The words echoed in her ears now as she felt the tension between her legs swell to unbelievable proportions!
"No, stop!"
Her body was doing funny things. She felt as if someone had just slipped a gob of cream inside her pussy. It was getting so wet and slippery. And something else was happening down there. That tingle had grown into something far more urgent, a kind of concentrated feeling. Her plump cunt lips were aching to be touched, to be rubbed, to have his callused fingers playing with them. The thought of having Jack touching her down there brought out a shuddering moan from her chest. Melanie thought she was going to faint from excitement.
"You want me, too, don't you?"
His words rang through the still air of the recreation room.
"But your dad. What if he comes home early and finds us and-"
"Don't. He always goes out with the guys after the game. It's only seven o'clock. He won't be back 'til after ten."
Melanie felt her heart skip a beat once more. Until after ten. That gave them nearly three hours to...to do what? Would Jack press her to fuck? Fuck! Yes, that was what he wanted to do. The word made her shiver with delight as she thought of it, pronounced it over and over again in her mind.
"Ummmmmm..." Melanie let her head fall back, feeling her hair sweep over her shoulder blades. Her hands tightened around Jack's neck. She felt him hunch into her harder, with more regularity. This time she could feel something big and hard between his legs. It was shaped like a fat sausage. Every time he hunched, it felt as if he was aiming it for the hot, itchy spot between her legs. "No, let's stop. I can't..."
Melanie was feeling so hot and dizzy. She tried pulling away. But Jack kept his hands tightly gripped around her waist. When she looked up at him, she felt herself shudder. His eyes had a grim burning determination. He was going to fuck her. She knew that already. Her mind flashed back to all the conversations she had with her friends in the John between classes and during lunch. Some of them had already gone to bed with their boyfriends and were telling Melanie and the others about how wonderful it was to have a guy's cock ream out their cunts. Melanie and her friends listened in fascination as one girl in particular gave them detailed information about how a dick felt when it shoved aside her cunt lips and plowed in. Melanie shivered when she heard about how the jizz spattered out. It sounded so messy! And yet she found her ass sliding from side to side against the cracked porcelain of the sink, felt her breathing become labored. Something inside her was responding to the girl's story of fucking. And now she thought about the girl's description of men's dicks as Jack hunched into her.
"Don't frighten me!" she whispered.
"No need to get scared," he whispered in her ear, his lips nuzzling into her neck.
Melanie felt his hot breath blowing through her hair. Her ear was growing hot and ticklish, while his words were slowly wearing away her reluctance. Melanie felt her body suddenly tense to his touch. She shivered as she felt his iron-hard cock brushing against the virgin mound between her legs.
"UGNHHHHHHH!"
Melanie felt a particular powerful spasm pass through her cunt. What was happening to her? She was sinking to the floor. Melanie gripped Jack more tightly to keep standing as the room spun dizzyingly around her.
"Come on, baby, come on..."
He pressed forward. She felt his tongue start forcing its way between her lips. Where did Jack learn to do this? She couldn't believe it! The girl finally gave in. As his thick tongue lashed down her throat, Melanie felt her cunt lips being pulled apart. He had his hands under her ass, working his fingers across the naked flesh at the edge of her shorts. She'd worn her gym outfit that night, it being rather warm this late September evening.
"OHHHHHHH!" Melanie started to moan low and deep as she felt his fingers slip under the leg bands of her shorts. Sweet hot juice seeped out of her cunt until her panties were wet and clung uncomfortably to her labia.
"UGHHHHH!" Jack groaned. His hands roamed freely over her body now. Melanie could feel eight inches of hot throbbing dickmeat pressing against her slippery cunt lips. Yes, she wanted to feel something hard and thick reaming her out. Suddenly the girl felt her moral upbringing slip away under her rising excitement. She wondered how something that big and hard would feel pushing inside her cunt. And the more she thought about it, the more she wanted it.
"No, ohhhh noooooo..."
The more stimulation he gave her, the harder he kissed her and rubbed against her, the more she liked it.
"You like it, Mel, you really dig it, don'tcha?"
She was leaning against him heavily, feeling her heart beating so hard she thought it was going to tear through her rib cage.
"It's just that...that you make me feel funny," she whispered, sucking in a deep breath.
"What makes you feel funny?" he asked, rubbing the full hardness of his cock back and forth over her belly.
"Oh, everything...about you," she said, feeling so daring to have admitted it.
Jack laughed softly, rubbing his fingers up and down her spine, then sliding them over her ass again.
"You don't have to worry, Mel. I've...done this kinda thing before. I'm not gonna hurt you," he said softly, picking her up and walking toward the large couch at the far end of the recreation room. Once or twice Melanie wanted to say something, caution him about getting too carried away.
"Ohhhh..."
"Still feel funny?"
"Yes, oh yes!" Melanie sighed.
She was on the sofa now, feeling his tongue slide back down her throat. Melanie wanted it to keep going deeper and deeper until it worked through her belly and got to that awful itch between her legs. When Jack's fingers started working their way under the hem of her shorts, she started pulling away. But this time the young man didn't let her. His arms tightened as he knelt by the sofa.
"Please. I don't think I can...go this far. I just don't think I'm ready," Melanie whispered, clinging to him tightly, shoving her ass against the sofa cushion.
"Sure you can, sure you can," Jack whispered, kissing the sides of her neck while stroking his fingers over her belly.
By this time the young man had unbuttoned her blouse and pulled it open, putting one hand over her bra-cup and squeezing down hard. Melanie thought she'd pass out! She wanted that halter off, wanted to feel his fingers squeezing her tits, feel his lips sucking at her hard, stiff nipples! It was a terrible thought, but one that assailed her mind constantly now.
Jack slid both arms under her shoulders, pushing his fingers forward until they were tugging at the elastic strap. Melanie wiggled her tongue against Jack's, feeling saliva dribble down her chin as he tugged harder.
"Oh!" Melanie pulled away when she felt the bra loosen around her arms, then slide away.
"Nice tits. Nice, hard-tipped tits," Jack whispered.
"Ohhhhh..." Melanie moaned in ecstasy as she felt his mouth engulf one sensitive mound. His tongue lashed over the half-inch-long nipple while his teeth nibbled about the areola. Melanie squeezed her buttocks together, hunching her crotch.
"Yes, yes! Oh, God, yes! Ohhhh, soooooo good!" she moaned, pulling his head more tightly onto her tits.
Jack groaned back, growling at times like a dog, laving her tits with spit. He soaked her tense, sore tits until they were throbbing with pleasure. He used his mouth and hands, working over her white, milky flesh until he had Melanie gasping for pleasure.
"Nice, nice..."
"Ohhhhhh, nice," Melanie echoed, a willing victim now. She didn't care now if his parents came racing down the stairs and caught her.
He was kissing her hard now. She could feel his tongue, his teeth grinding against hers while his hands pinched her nipples so hard she squealed into his mouth.
"Fucking. That's what you want, isn't it? That's what you want, Mel," Jack said.
"Fucking...ohhhhhh..." The truth frightened her. Did she want to lose her cherry? "No, I...ughhhhh..."
Jack pulled away and was nibbling her nipples again.
No, she couldn't stop the inevitable. Things were going too fast, too furious for her. Yes, she wanted him, wanted that hard thing she'd felt earlier. Yes, she wanted to be fucked!
CHAPTER TWO
"Wanna get fucked? Want it?"
"Yes, oh yes," Melanie gasped.
Her ass was squirming on the sofa, silently asking for his dick. Her thighs spread apart for his touch. Just moments before, he'd torn off her shorts and was now working the soppy nylon into the tight furry crack between her legs. It was such a strange feeling having that wet silky material rubbing over her juice-slick crack! It made her shivery and hot at the same time. Wallowing her shoulders against the cushions, Melanie felt so mature, so much like a woman embracing this stud hovering over her.
"Oh, but it's not right, just not...right."
Melanie didn't believe herself any more. They were just words, words that had been associated with morals so long ago. Now the girl moved under Jack's expert fingering. She shifted her thighs from side to side, snapping her legs together at times and trapping his wrist between them while his fingers worked the nylon crotch panel into her hole. When Melanie started hunching back, Jack stopped, curling his fingers into a fist and tugging down at the waistband.
Melanie tensed her thighs and raised her ass off the couch, helping Jack strip her.
"Yes, oh yessssss..." she hissed.
She settled her ass back down, gasping at the scratchy feel of the material against her ass-cheeks. He was touching her now, moving his fingers through her blonde cuntal thicket. Every nerve-ending in her pussy strained toward those advancing fingertips. She felt her cuntal muscles cramping, relaxing, then tightening again.
"UNGHhhhoooooooo..."
Melanie closed her eyes as her cuntal walls buckled in from the rising sexual heat. The girl never knew fucking could be this exciting. All the stories her friends had told her about screwing paled under the real thing. Words couldn't describe the delicious sensations racing through her pussy now.
"Ohhhh, what are you doing to me?"
Jack was spreading apart her cunt lips, unsticking them and pulling them back until the dark-red, moist cuntmeat was exposed. Lowering his head, he stuck out his tongue and trailed the tip of it along the tense, eager edges of those puffed lips.
Melanie's eyes fluttered open while her lower jaw slackened. A rush of air escaped from between her lips. He was touching her down there with his mouth! No one ever told her about things like that! Melanie wriggled her ass frantically, especially when she felt his fuzzy moustache touching the sensitive area between her inner and outer labia.
"OHHHHHH!"
She dug her head into the pillow behind her, arching her back and raising her ass while Jack fitted his mouth tightly to her cunt and sucked hard. She could feel his tongue wriggling in and out of her fuck-hole, teasing her, brushing up against her clit then pulling back when she started hunching into his mouth. "Nooooo..."
"Yeah, yeah," Jack said, tonguing her pussy, teasing her clit by flicking at it, then moving away when she started showing signs of wanting to fuck.
"What...oh what?"
He had stepped back, pulled off his T-shirt and thrown it on the floor. Melanie drew one hand over her mouth when she saw him start to unzip his Levi's. No, no, he couldn't take off his pants. That was the last safeguard she had, the last thing that would prevent her...
"Oh!"
Never, even in the sex-education classes, had Melanie seen such a thing before in her life. His cock was like a flesh-colored tree trunk hanging there between his legs. The big blue veins throbbed with excitement while his leathery balls drew up tight against his dickroot. That cock was at least eight inches. And the fat, mushroom-shaped head had to be two inches across at least. Melanie shrank into the sofa. That monster would split her tender young cunt in two!
"You're not gonna...not gonna...not with me, slide that thing...oh NO!"
She shook her head from side to side, her eyes widening, fastened on that thing. Drops of something were oozing from the slit on that head.
"Let's try something different...for me, anyways," he said, rolling Melanie over onto her belly.
Melanie wondered what on earth he was doing. She was too weak to fight back, however. The girl let herself be rolled over, then she felt him pulling her up by the hips until she was on her knees facing the opposite wall. It was doggie-style. Some of the girls said that way was easier, even more natural than lying on their backs with their legs up.
"This is gonna be great, man, really great," Jack whispered.
Melanie held her breath, feeling all her strength giving way. Jack knelt behind her, working his fingers along the insides of her thighs. Her flesh flashed hot and chilled. His hands moved up, up until they were brushing over her pussy once more. One finger circled her pussylips, moving in until it slipped with a squishy popping sound into her hot little hole.
Melanie grunted, feeling her pussy tighten around his finger. She was being mounted like some bitch dog in heat!
"Unnghhoooooo," she groaned, her fingers clutching the pillow under her head.
"Yeah, ohhh nice pussy, nice fuckin' cunt," Jack whispered.
Melanie groaned, tearing at the pillow, feeling her ass terribly exposed as she wiggled it back and forth. He was working his fingers greedily over her cunt lips, pressing them together and rubbing them against her clit. It had to be one of the best feelings in the whole world! Showers of sparks blasted into her cunt while her tits dragged across the couch. Melanie spread her thighs farther apart, feeling her cuntal walls tremble at the slightest touch. Oh, she was so hot, so wild. She was burning hot down there while her tits ached for another touch. As if he could read her mind, Jack looped one hand under her belly and pinched one big nipple between his thumb and finger.
Melanie growled like a caged animal. She clenched her teeth, throwing her head from side to side, bobbing her ass up and down, wanting that hard long thick thing she'd seen earlier. That image of his cock made her groan again.
"Man, you're real hot and wet down there," Jack commented.
"Oh, what...oh, nooooooo!"
He was diving down between her legs again, pressing his mouth against her cunt. She felt his face wedged between her thighs. His mouth made her feel as if she were floating. She was feeling wonderful as the silky rub of Jack's lips forced her cunt lips apart. There was a new, furious sensation that made her pant for more friction. And as his lips forced her inner labia apart, she gasped. She had to have that mouth kissing her pussy, sucking on it, making her cuntal muscles clutch in knots. He had her spread there on the couch, completely helplessly.
"Ohhhhhh..."
The groan came from deep inside her chest. She breathed raggedly as Jack moved his head from side to side. She felt the flooding juices of her cunt seeping from her slit, wetting down his cheeks. Melanie could feel the lubricant trickling down her thighs, wetting down the cushion just by her knees. It was wild, fantastic! She babbled out something, gasping in air, bobbing her ass around once more. The tickling of his pussy-kisses was so much more delicate than she would have thought possible!
"Unnghhh..."
Her nostrils flared. Melanie panted, never having felt anything like this before. Even while touching herself in bed at night, the girl had never thought of having a man put his mouth on her pussy. Jack had done it a few minutes ago, and now he was back there, tonguing her, sucking her out, lapping up her juices. And he wasn't just kissing it. He was licking deep into her cunt, searching for an even hotter place. And then she felt him rimming the top of her cuntal mouth with the tip of his tongue. He was doing things to her cunt, touching her with his mouth, things her mother would have had a heart attack over. Her mother! Thoughts of her mother's disapproving face made the young girl almost laugh.
"Ugnhhh...ohhh, please stop!" Melanie cried, catching her breath.
"Can't stop now, baby, can't..."
He turned her onto her back, then held her cunt lips apart with his fingers. She looked down at him, her knees bent all the way back, her feet almost touching the top of his head. His hair tickled her fanned-out toes as he scoured her steamy pussy with his tongue. He was exploring her, finding all the curves and hollows of her cunt. Melanie felt his strong fingers cutting into her knees. He was spreading her wide apart inch by excruciating inch. She felt as if she were being torn in two. The tension of her legs being spread so far apart added to the steady wet friction of his mouth against her cunt.
Melanie began to move her hips. It would have been impossible for her not to have responded in some way to Jack's delicious cunt-licking. She had to move. And Jack's tongue was making her thrust out, hunch up to him, just as if he were fucking the hell out of her!
"Noooooo..."
Melanie dug at the cushions with her fingers, tossing her head from side to side. She felt her fine silken blonde hairs tangling around her neck and ears. He was sliding up, kissing her belly. When his hot tongue snaked into her navel, she shivered, digging her nails into his long hair.
"STOP!"
She tried shoving him away. But Jack knocked her weak arms down. He kissed her passionately. Melanie believed nothing could equal this in the world. Her head went back, back, her mouth lolled open. She felt floods of hot juice wet her fur-covered cunt. Jack ran one finger gingerly along the slit. Melanie had closed her legs again. But his touch brought a moan from deep inside her chest. She spread her thighs, to let him find her clit.
"Th-there," she stammered.
Jack rolled a thumb back and forth, making her gasp, thrash about, until she finally clung to his neck like a drowning kitten. Melanie was whimpering, begging him with lusty grunts. She wanted his dick inside her, ramming her cunt. She wanted to feel the fat head spreading apart her cunt lips, stretching her pussy until she begged him to stop.
"Want me to eat you again?" he asked.
Melanie didn't care. She wanted to have him fuck her. But she was far too embarrassed at this point to ask for something like that. No. She would let him stay in the driver's seat. Her breathing was out of control, gaspy and shallow and hot. Surely he knew she wanted to have him fuck her.
"Come on. We're gonna try somethin' different," Jack said, rolling onto his back.
Melanie didn't know what he wanted. The sofa was crowded now. He shoved her up, holding her steady by the shoulders to keep her from falling off. She soon found herself straddling his shoulders, knees bent so that her legs were back along his body. It felt so strange, so deliciously wicked.
"This is, uh...I...Ohhhhhh!"
Her cunt was over his mouth now. He brought her down, down, until her cunt lips rubbed against his chin.
"Unnghhhhh!"
It felt so weird sitting like that, her legs spread apart, her ass dancing frantically over Jack's lapping mouth! Melanie blushed furiously, feeling her tits bounce, then jiggle with every jerky movement she made over his face. Yes, yes, it was wonderful! Melanie felt her cunt juices seeping from all parts of her slit. The tickling sensation of his kisses was more delicate now, it seemed, than before.
"Nice hot cunt," Jack murmured, blowing into the hot, drippy hole above him.
"God, ohhhhhh...GOD!"
Melanie was dizzy. Her arms were braced on the sofa as Jack lapped at her buttocks, then smoothed his fingers over them. He moved her back and forth so that her throbbing pussy rubbed against his teeth. She shivered when she felt those teeth cut along the edges of her delicate inner labia. The girl threw her head back and groaned. This was her first time, her very first time with a man. And yet she was prancing her hot ass over his face, dipping her cunt into his mouth, panting like mad, wishing he'd drive his wonderful tongue in deeper so she could really feel it loving her clit.
"Yesssss..." she hissed.
Jack was so damned sexy. His tongue was searching her fuck-hole. She felt it spearing suddenly into her cunt, slick and hard and pointed like a cock. Yes, cock. Oh, she wanted that thick long thing inside her more than ever! Stories about the awful pain and bleeding of the first fuck evaporated from her mind. Melanie didn't believe them. All this wonderful feeling couldn't end up in pain. The way his tongue stabbed up, then pulled back slowly, made the young blonde teen ache to have the real thing shoved up her twat as soon as possible.
"UGNHHHHHHH!"
Melanie wondered what it was like for a man. Did he like tasting her, smelling her pussy, fitting his mouth tightly over her furry hole and sucking hard on it? She heard him gurgling, swallowing the strong mixture of his spittle and her cunt juice. Thinking about this for a second made the teenager shiver with delight. Yes, he was enjoying this! The way he moved his mouth around her cunthole, eating and sucking as if his life depended on it, told Melanie he liked it.
"Ummmmm..."
He was moving his fingers over her quivering buttflesh. Jack traced them over her backbone, then up to her narrow waist. More of her juices seeped out to wet down his cheeks and chin. The girl cried out again, rolling her hips. Bracing her hands in front of her, the girl started pumping her ass up and down, riding his tongue like a horse on a merry-go-round, pumping so frantically that sweat began to bead up on her forehead and upper lip.
"Huhhhrr! Huhhhhrr! Huhhhrr!" Melanie cried through clenched teeth.
"Go for it, baby," Jack whispered.
Melanie felt his teeth cutting her more. She liked that teasing, wonderful sensation. She started pumping her ass in the steady hunching spasms of fucking. She was fucking his mouth, screwing herself onto his face. When she tilted her thighs, she was shoving her clit against his long nose!
"OHHHHHHHHH!"
Flashes of sexual fire blew through her cunt. Melanie was rutting over him, going out of her mind with unspeakable delight.
"Ugh...uh...uh..."
Gasps broke from her throat. Jack's fingers had sneaked under her. They were rubbing the hollows of her thighs. That touch was wild, drove her up and down. Melanie had the most burning desire for him to finger her cunt while he licked.
"Touch...ughhhhhhhh...touch...meeeeee!" she wailed, humping her ass harder against Jack's face.
Jack slid two fingers together and slipped them without warning into her convulsing pussy.
"AHHHHHHHH!"
Melanie was drooling, tossing her head. Her long hair whipped over her face and jiggling tits while her belly heaved with her tremendous excitement. Those callused fingertips were doing their job. He was fucking in and out of her, sucking her clit between the gap in his front teeth. Hot flashes swept over her pussy. She could hardly keep still long enough for him to give her enough friction with his fingers. When the tickle became too teasing, Melanie forced herself to quit bucking so Jack could eat her cunt better while working his fingers inside. Yes, yes, fucking, wonderful fucking. In a flash Melanie wondered what her mother was doing at this moment. Watching television? Knitting? Nothing like this, she'd bet.
CHAPTER THREE
"Melanie, baby, you're too fuckin' much," Jack panted into her cunt.
The blonde teen could hardly hear him. She felt him digging into her soft cuntal lining, plowing his knuckles against the clasping folds of her cunt. She felt the suction of her pussy trying to nurse his fingers as if they were a hard cock...that cock she'd seen earlier. It was so embarrassing to beg for his dick. But if he didn't shove it into her soon, Melanie was going to plead for it, demand that he stick that hot, thick rod into her. Pride, morality, everything disappeared under the heat burning through her pussy.
"You're gonna cum soon, right?"
Jack pulled away, leaving Melanie high and dry. He licked at her inner thighs, keeping his tongue and lips purposely away from her pussy.
"Oh no, no, don't...don't pull away!" the girl begged, hunching her ass around in frantic circles.
There were feverish itching thrills building in her cunt, getting ready to cut loose. Melanie had almost begged to have a cock shoved into her just before she was ready to orgasm. Now with no friction the girl was left dangling. Her teeth chattered as she teetered on the brink, waiting for a touch, anything to set her off.
"I don't want you cummin' in my mouth," Jack whispered, stroking her thighs.
Melanie curved her slim form down, holding the sides of Jack's head tightly, trying to fit her convulsing pussy back onto his mouth. Jack moved her hands away, sliding out from under her. He turned the girl around until she was wriggling on her ass and back. Melanie cried through clenched teeth, feeling the pain of a frustrated climax surging through her body. What did he want? Why was he torturing her like this, dragging it out?
"I'm gonna pop soon. Gotta fuck you now."
The words sent chills rushing up and down her spine. Melanie stared at the ceiling, blinking rapidly as Jack shoved her knees apart and braced his arms on either side of her shoulders. "OH!"
Something hard, hot and stiff was pressing against her outer cunt lips, already forcing its way through. Her labia flattened back. The fat dickhead brushed against the tingling trigger of her clit. Jack shuddered, pushing his fingers through her blonde hair. He kissed her passionately. Melanie gasped with the wild, crazy sensation of being fucked, of having something wonderfully hot and hard sliding into her body. At least for the moment there was no pain, no bleeding, none of that nonsense her mother had told her about years ago.
"Okay?" Jack gasped, holding back for a while.
"Yes, oh yes!" she gasped.
Melanie felt so small under this young stud's muscular body. He was moving her the way he wanted, now back in complete control.
"Ohhh, it feels weird! like you're gonna split me in two...ughhhOOOOOH!"
Melanie tilted her head back, pressing into the pillow behind her. Her cunt stretched wide. Then suddenly the protective ring of pussy muscles cramped tight. A shot of pain made her gasp. Her face was red with fear and agony.
"Relax. You're gonna let me inside. You gotta relax, or it's gonna hurt worse than this."
"I...ughhh, I'm afraid to...."
"Put your hand down here," he said. "What?"
She couldn't believe what he said. Feeling him fucking her? She would have never thought of that.
"Go on. Touch me there."
Melanie did as she was told, pushing her hand down her belly. Jack made room between them. She forced her fingers into the tangle of her cunt-hairs. She could feel his slick cockhead. It was slippery with her cuntal juices. The touch of that thing made her shiver. Yet, how good it felt. And to think that thing was going to be trenching out her hole, reaming her, making her into a woman!
"Touch me!"
She moved her hand a little more. How hot his dick was. It felt as if it might blow apart with cum at any second. Instinctively she jerked her hand back. But Jack told her to touch his cock again, to feel it up and down.
Melanie thrilled to the feel of those blue veins throbbing under her gliding fingertips. She wondered if her mother had ever done anything like this before. Surely with her father. But perhaps not. Perhaps her mother thought sex, like so many other things, was a nasty duty.
"Feel good, baby? Do I feel good?" Jack breathed, shuddering at her light touch.
"Oh yes, yes!" Melanie confessed, biting her lower lip in shame.
There was something so intimate about this, even more intimate than just lying back and letting a man fuck her. Melanie bit her lip harder, then shoved one finger into the squishy mess where her cunt flooded with juice. She traced it around the bottom of her fuck slit, then moved up to her clit. She shivered with excitement and fright. Jack shoved his tongue into her ear.
"Now relax, baby. Concentrate on your finger and relax."
How did he know so much about fucking? He was only a few months older than she. And yet he knew so much.
"Unnghhhhh..."
Melanie felt his cock slipping farther into her cunt. She felt her fingers being pressed back. Then the girl circled her fingers around his dick as it moved into her pussy.
"Oh God, it's going...in!"
In a moment Melanie dared to move her hips. He was halfway inside her when something happened. Her cuntal muscles spasmed, tightening down on him. He stopped breathing, gasping, throwing his head around like a stallion strangling in ecstasy. Melanie looked up at him quizzically, wondering what had happened to her and at his reaction.
"Fuck! I never knew a girl who...guhhhh...who could do that!"
"I can't help it," Melanie said, feeling her face flush furiously.
It must have been good. She saw him smile. He was moving his thick-muscled thighs from side to side, his dick jerking like a wild animal inside her cunt.
"Shit, it's like you were gonna cut it off," Jack said, trying to laugh.
But his laugh was cut to a groan as another particularly powerful spasm shot through the girl's cunt. Slowly, gradually the spasms passed, growing weaker. Her cunt muscles relaxed. Jack sighed, shivered, then tensed his thighs and drove his dick through the gushing, hot folds of her cunt. He was going very, very slowly. But the girl was still frightened. Then suddenly Melanie gasped, feeling his cock-head touching something, running into a barrier. He stopped, pulled back, then eased his dick into her once more.
"Don't! Oh God, God!" she cried, fear shooting through her mind. It was her cherry! When Jack tried pushing against it a second time, she felt a shock of pain race through her body. Now she pulled both hands out from between their sweaty bellies and pressed them against his chest. "Please! Don't...don't tear my cherry. Please..."
Tears oozed from her eyes and rolled down her cheeks. There would be pain.
"Gotta get all the way inside you, Mel. It's just gotta be that way. If I jab-it in fast and you relax, it won't be so bad," Jack panted, drawing his dick back. Now only the head remained in the tight grip of her labia. He sucked in a deep breath, held it, then shoved with all his strength.
Melanie felt the hard pressure of his dickhead shoving against her cherry. It gave way with a tearing sensation. There was blinding pain, a shock that nearly knocked her unconscious. She arched her body, her ass quivering in the air while her shoulders wallowed against the sofa cushions. Every muscle in her body tensed, pushing out against her white flesh. A cry of horror escaped from her lips as Jack's cock sank all the way into her juicing slit. "UNnghhh!"
He lay on top of her for several minutes, regaining his breath. Melanie panted heavily, trying to get used to the strange feeling of having her cunt split in two. His dick jerked and twitched inside her, making her pussy tighten around it. Slowly, gradually the pain eased, then went away completely. Jack sensed her growing acceptance of his cock and started making slow, fucking motions.
"You're so damned tight, tight and wonderful," Jack whispered.
"It feels awful weird. It's like your cock's taking over everything."
How odd. She was talking like some pro, telling him about his...cock! A day ago she wouldn't have dared pronounce that word. And now she was being fucked, lying on her back and telling the boy fuckingher about his cock. It made her dizzy just to think about what was going on.
"Unnghhh...Jack...it's..."
"It's not hurting much, is it?"
"Ohhhhh, no," Melanie protested.
She felt his balls nestling against her buttocks. It was then she knew he was all the way in, all eight wonderfully hard, thick inches of him. She shivered. The girl threw her arms around his neck, hugging and kissing and feeling herself coming apart as shivery flames of sexual hunger licked at her pussy.
"Oh man, man!" Jack cried, throwing his head around. "Baby, I'm gonna make it! You gonna...ughhh!"
Melanie knew he couldn't hold back any more. Jack had nearly popped several times. This time he couldn't keep his cum from boiling out of his nuts and up into his plunging dickhead.
"Yes, oh yesssss! oh fuck me, fuck me...HARD!"
Melanie threw back her head, pumping her thighs frantically up and down, slipping her tense, eager cunt back and forth over his trenching rod. The whirling ball of sexual hunger slipped a little farther down her belly, then burst apart just over her clit. Showers of orgasmic sparks exploded all over her pussy. Melanie thought the world had exploded into her cunt. She curled her fingers and raked Jack's hunching back. Nothing in the world could be as good as this. The rushing of his cock turned into a wild hammering. He stopped for a moment, tensed, then let out a shuddering animal groan. Immediately the girl felt something incredibly hot and sticky spattering against her cuntal walls. Wild spasms shot through her clit and into her snatch. Her legs kicked out, then scissored tightly around his lower back. Stars exploded in front of her eyes. Her cunt grasped tightly around his jerking, shooting rod. Melanie cried out again and again, not carinp 'f the neighbors heard or not. Thoughts about his father coming home and finding them evaporated from her mind. All she knew was that she was being fucked by the biggest, hardest cock probably in the whole wide world.
After it was over, the two of them lay entangled in one another's arms.
"Oh, don't let me go yet," Melanie whispered, thinking of her home and her mother. She didn't want to go back to that moral prison just yet.
"Got plenty of time yet, baby. Plenty of time to fuck around 'til you go home," Jack said, smoothing his fingers over her buttocks and congratulating himself on finding a live, hot piece of ass.
* * *
Back at home, however, Melanie's mother Tina wasn't watching television or knitting as the girl had thought.
"Okay, bitch, gimme the money."
Tina's eyes were wide, her hands crossed protectively over her tits as she backed away from the two men standing in the kitchen. Shards of glass lay sparkling on the tiled floor. The kitchen door was half open.
Tina had been making some coffee, wondering when her daughter was going to get home when the back door window shattered. Before she knew it, two men were standing some five feet away from her, one holding a gun at her head and demanding money.
Tina would have screamed, but her voice was paralyzed by fear. She could do nothing except stand there and stare into that gun barrel.
"No money. I don't have any money. My husband...just didn't leave me any. Please, just go away," Tina said, fear flashing through her.
She clutched her bathrobe nervously around her chest and waist, backing up against the refrigerator. There had been trouble in the neighborhood lately. A crime wave was going on through the city of Los Angeles, and especially in this area. Her daughter had advised Tina to take some self-defense classes, get a gun, a dog, something to protect themselves with. Now she cursed herself for not having acted.
"In a nice house like this?" the first man said, waving his gun in the air, then pointing it back at her head.
Tina thought she was going to die of fright when he moved toward her.
"She's pretty too, ain't she? Man, baby, someone's keepin' you, and if that's true, you got some jewels, somethin' around here worth takin!"
"No, no, please, no!" Tina begged.
There was nothing, nothing for them to have in the house. She would have given it to them just to get them out of the house. Men. They had done nothing but cause her trouble in her life. Melanie's father had done that...fucked her, then run away when she told him she was pregnant. It had been difficult fabricating everything-birth certificates, pictures of the wedding, conning relatives to go along with her scheme to protect Melanie from the truth. And now these two men were invading her life.
"Maybe we gotta persuade her, Mike," the first one said. He was the taller of the two, his big body rippling with sexual electricity. It seemed he was almost glad Tina was reluctant to give up her money. He was going to have fun persuading her.
"Please," Tina said again, putting her hands together in prayer fashion." I've got no money. You can see for yourself. You...OH!"
"That's it, Joe," Mike said, watching as his buddy placed the gun barrel against Tina's gown, forcing it open.
"Don't..." she whimpered, her hands falling to her sides.
Joe only smirked, moving the gun from side to side, forcing the terry cloth robe apart. Only the belt held it tight to her body. The men could just see her tits now...nice, large, pendulous tits with dark-red nipples. Even though she was thirty-five, Tina still had the firm, supple body of a teenager, not a blemish scarring her flesh, not a sag on her thighs or tits. When she felt the cold metal of the gun touch her flesh, Tina jerked away, twisting around and bolting for the swinging doors that led into the living room.
"Get her!" Mike shouted.
"HELP! OH GOD, HELP ME!" Tina cried, racing through the front room, her arms outstretched. If only she could reach the door. She'd scramble down the porch steps and out into the streets. The neighbors would come to her aid, protect her from these thieves!
"Get back here!"
Joe threw his gun down on the sofa, stretching out one hand and curling his fingers around her streaming blonde. hair. Tina screamed, her hands jerking up, her fingers curling around while her knees buckled. She crashed against an end table, sending magazines and papers skittering across the carpeted floor. The pain from her scalp made the young woman scream. At first she thought he was going to snatch her bald! Her eyelids flickered as she dropped to her knees, her neck hurting.
"Ohhhh..."
"Please, oh please, don't...don't hurt me," she whimpered again.
She shivered there on the floor, her gown half opened, her big tits hanging down. Terror knifed through her as she sobbed, looking from one cruel face to the other. She could tell they had lost their interest in burglary...at least for the moment. Loathing swept over her when Tina knew the men were going to violate her, fuck her, torture her, do the everything she hated most in life!
"No, oh God no, no!" she said, closing her eyes, feeling tears burning on her cheeks.
"Oh, this is gonna be real nice, real nice. I'll bet you ain't been fucked for a long time. Doesn't matter. Just means you're gonna be nice and tight for us," Joe said, rubbing his dick.
"No!"
Tina jerked away after he let go of her hair. She slid backward, her terror-stricken eyes wide and focused on the two men. They started advancing on her, Joe in front, a terrible bulge tenting up the front of his Levi's. Tina thought her heart was going to explode. The safety of her home had been violated. Her tranquil life had been turned topsy-turvy. In an instant all her values were worth nothing in the face of these horrible men.
"Come on, baby, come on," Joe said, crooking a finger and sneering.
Tina groaned, her eyes darting from left to right, searching for an escape route. She panted, praying to God that Melanie would come home soon and frighten these men away.
CHAPTER FOUR
"Stop it!"
She covered her face with both hands, her eyes wide with terror. Joe was unbuckling his trousers, sliding the belt from the loops. Mike followed suit, both men staring at the half-naked woman cringing against the end table. Tina turned to one side, her arms flailing as she tried to cover herself. She saw Joe looping the belt, snapping the black leather against his muscular thighs while he stared hotly at her tits.
"We're gonna teach this one a good lesson. Yeah, a real good lesson," he sighed. He raised the belt over his head.
"NOOOO!"
Tina cried out, covering her face. She could see his hand coming down, hear the leather cutting through the air with a hissing sound. It seemed to come at her in slow motion. She flinched, pressing her back against the sofa. The looped end of the belt crashed against her jaw, sending the woman rolling over on her left side. Her gown came open all the way in the front, the belt slipping apart. Tina grabbed for the material, the sting of the leather still smarting across her face.
"No, you don't," Mike said, stepping in front of his partner and grabbing the neck of the robe.
Tina cried out, feeling the garment being tugged from her body. She clawed frantically at the soft material, curling her fingers around the sleeves, tugging at it, trying to keep it on her body. But the men weren't interested in her modesty. Mike yanked back hard, nearly tearing the robe from her body. In a few seconds he'd pulled it from her body, tossing it to one side. Now the woman crouched naked on the floor. She drew her knees tightly together, trying to hide her naked pussy from their gaze. She covered her tits with her arms, not daring to look at Mike and Joe.
"No, please, no..."
Joe brought the belt over his head again, then dropped it quickly. The end chewed into the flesh along her hips. Screaming, Tina scooted away, only to run into Mike who had side-stepped his partner. She was helpless. Her terror grew. She scurried from one side of the room to the other, her tits jiggling, her buttocks dancing as the two men circled her. They grinned, looking as if they were about to peel the flesh from her bones. so
"C'mon. Where's the money?"
Tina instinctively knew they didn't care about money right now. It was just something for them to say to justify the torture.
"There isn't any...UGHHHH!"
This time is was Mike bringing down the belt against her left thigh. Tina screeched, jerking her body against the sofa. She clawed at the carpeting, shoving backward, her eyes first darting to the right, then to the left. They stood on either side of her. First one struck her, then the other. At times they would let their belts unravel, snapping them like whips, bringing them down hard on the trembling woman.
"AHHHHH!"
The belt came down to her right. Tina cried out, rolling away, her flesh crawling with terror. Joe grinned, swinging the belt in a broad circle over his head, then snapping it down hard and fast. With a loud snapping sound the leather bit into her ass flesh.
"WAWHHHHH!" Tina screamed, her body arching, jerking away from the big man.
She pitched forward, her belly striking the front edge of the coffee table. She lay half draped over the smooth surface of that table. There was pain, yes. But a strange kind of warmth had blossomed suddenly in her cunt at that last blow. Her skin was growing warm.
"C'mon, baby, come on. Maybe we'll let you suck our dicks," Joe said.
"Stop it!" Tina cried, clapping her hands over her ears.
She trembled, this time with suppressed sexual fury. The belts were unleashing years of denial, breaking down the dam Tina had erected for herself after Melanie's father had left. There was nothing she could do to prevent the inevitable.
"UGHHHH!"
The tip of Mike's swinging belt caught the lower swell of her butt flesh. Tina jerked back, rolling onto the sofa. She hid her face in the cushions, ignoring the harsh laughter behind her.
Joe walked up to her, raised one booted foot and placed the heel squarely on the back of her neck. He applied pressure, forcing her face down into the sofa pillow. Tina grunted, her arms shooting out, her fingertips digging into the soft material as she fought for breath. Her face reddened while her nostrils flared. The pressure increased. Was he going to break her neck?
"You're nothin' but a hot slut ready for fuckin', got that, bitch?" Joe snarled. Tina felt him slide that boot back and forth over her neck. She grunted, gasping, feeling everything around her get buzzy and blurry.
"Yes, oh yes!" she whispered in a tight voice.
"And if I wanna shove my boot up your ass, you're gonna beg for more, got it, slut?" Mike added. He moved behind her, raising one foot and shoving the toe of his boot into her tight asscrack.
"Yes! Oh, God, yes!" she whispered again, praying that Melanie would return home soon.
"We got ourselves a bitch who's gonna give us some fun," Joe said with a grin. He took his foot off the back of Tina's neck. He grabbed her hard by the chin. "You try to make a break for it or call for help, I'll burn out that cunt before I leave, understand?"
Tina was afraid to move for fear of being belted again. Her flesh still stung from the whipping. Both men were scratching their groins, ready to fuck her. Were they going to stick their cocks in her at the same time? She heard the one called Mike suggest that. Thoughts of having both men screwing her body made her shiver.
"Maybe she'd like to polish my cock first before I stick it in 'er," Joe said.
Before Tina could understand what he meant, Joe looped the belt around her neck, holding both ends while drawing her hard against his boot. She cut her lip against the cold leather, tasting blood as he held her against his leg.
"Ugh!" Tina cried, her hands still crossed protectively over her tits and cunt.
"Yeah, yeah, gonna have her suck my dick. Ever suck cock, baby? Ever just get down and swing on a guy's rod 'til he shoots it down your throat?" Joe asked, his voice cracking as he spoke.
"No, stop it!"
No one had ever suggested something like that. Even Melanie's father, sex fiend that he was, never said a word about wanting to have his cock sucked. Tina knew some women did that sort of thing. It was one way to satisfy a man and keep from getting pregnant. But she...no, the thought had never occurred to her even in her most wild, erotic dreams!
"First time for everything, bitch," Joe snarled, loosening his grip on the belt and letting her fall back a little.
Tina didn't move. Her pulse rioting, she watched the big man unzip his fly. As soon as the zipper opened, she smelled the pungent aroma of his crotch. Tina shivered. It had been a long, long time since she'd smelled that odor. The woman felt her flesh crawl, felt her nipples growing stiff and hard while her cuntal muscles cramped into knots of excitement. What on earth was going on with her body? How could she feel aroused by this horrible man? As his pants halved farther apart, the woman closed her eyes, the odor growing stronger. A strong, itchy ache began throbbing deep in her pussy. Moving her knees a little farther apart, Tina could feel juices starting to slick down the folds and hollows of her pussy. For the first time in such a long, long time the attractive young blonde was turning on!
Opening her eyes again, she saw a massive cock spring from his Levi's. It was so huge, so thickly veined! Tina's mouth opened. She tilted her head back, her eyes widening with fear and surprise. Just under the thick growth of cockhairs hung two large balls that were tightening against the fat dickroot. Pre-cum glistened on the purplish, throbbing head.
Joe appeared magnified to her. Sweat was trickling down his face, wetting his T-shirt. Behind him, Mike was opening his Levi's, pulling out an equally large cock and rubbing it.
"Let's both get 'er to suck us off," Mike suggested, smearing the cum oozing from his piss-slit up and down the length of his rod.
"Yeah," Joe said, his fingers clenching and unclenching.
Tina felt Joe's hands wrap around the back of her head. He had dropped the belt. She struggled for a while, then surrendered as his grip tightened. The smell of his groin became stronger and stronger as he drew her face closer to his dickhead.
"Open up, baby, open up and don't try nothin' funny like bitin' or I'll clean this place up with your face, understand?"
Tina nodded. She felt his thumbs slip down to her jaw, felt them press in, force her to part her lips. He tilted her head back, getting her ready for his dick.
"Unnghhh..."
With his own excitement rioting in his dick, he didn't know there was an orgasmic storm erupting in her cunt and tits. Neither he nor Mike could smell the musky odor of her lust, couldn't see her juice trickling out of her hole and slicking down her thighs. That horrible itch she used to have whenever Melanie's father came around and stared hard and hotly at her was back, taking over her body and mind.
"I'm gonna make you suck me so hard you're gonna taste my jizz for the next week," Joe said.
Tina stared at a wad of white jizz oozing from the small piss-slit. Her eyes crossed as his cock throbbed closer and closer to her mouth.
"UNNGHHHHMMmmmmmfffffff..."
It was lodged in her mouth! Tina dug her fingernails into her thighs, breathing with wheezing sounds through her nostrils as the fat cock slid over her tongue. Joe kept telling her to keep her teeth away, not to bite him. How could she open her jaws any farther? They were aching already from being pried open so much. She felt herself rocking back, her buttocks resting on the balls of her feet as Joe kept sliding that horrible, slimy thing down, down into her throat.
"Man, man, she's good and hot. Good mouth, good and wet," Joe whispered.
"Yeah?" Mike was behind her now, having dropped his trousers to his ankles. He rubbed his rod, making slick sounds against the tightly stretched skin. Reaching down with one hand, he grabbed a handful of hair, moving up closer. He bent his knees until they were pressing against the sides of her skull. "Oh yeahh, yeahhhhhhh
He was jerking off, rubbing her silky hair up and down on his dick while his balls bounced off the back of Tina's head.
The woman was surrounded by hot, throbbing dickmeat. The thought of having two hot cocks so close, so near to cumming, made her groan with an arousal she hadn't felt for years. She tightened her ass, feeling an odd tingle race through her shitter.
"Suck it, stupid slut. Suck it! Just don't sit there and do nothin'. I wanna feel them cheeks against my dick, feel that tongue goin' around," Joe said.
Tina felt her belly turn over as cum washed over her tongue and oozed down her throat. It had such a strong, bleachy flavor. And now he was expecting her to actually suck that thing, move her tongue around it? What other choice did she have? He would beat her, force her to do it eventually.
"Yeah, just like that," he sighed, his body trembling while he closed his eyes and arched back. "Lick it, tongue it, suck it! Get it good, baby! Get on my dick! Get my meat and take it down your fuckin' throat!"
His fingers fanned out on the sides of her head, his hips starting to drive back and forth. Tina could feel his balls swinging and hitting the bottom of her chin while his cockhairs tickled her nose. He was moaning now, twisting his hips, making his dick revolve around in her mouth. She felt that fat cock press against the insides of her cheeks, forcing them to bulge out. Reluctantly, at first, the woman moved her tongue back and forth over the sensitive grooved underside of his dick. When she flicked at the tight scar where his foreskin had been cut away, she felt Joe go wild above her.
"That's it, baby, that's it!" he cried, pulling her head down all the way.
"UGHHHHHHHFFFFF!"
Her eyes widened, her hands jerking up and pressing against his belly. The fat mushroom-shaped head banged against the back of her throat, then went down her throat. Tina felt herself choking. The room grew dark while a strange buzzing sound echoed in her ears. She was coughing, gasping, beating her clenched fingers against his flat belly. Joe held her there, laughing at her wild attempts to break free, chuckling as she struggled for air. When the woman finally thought she was going to strangle on his dickmeat, the young stud relented, slowly pulling his dick back until the head slid out of her windpipe. Gratefully Tina moaned, sucking in air through her nostrils. Her hands dropped back down to her sides.
"Hey, you gonna pop off in her mouth, or you gonna let me have a crack at that mouth?" Mike said.
"Yeah, you're right. Something like this bitch ought to be enjoyed before gettin' off too soon," Joe agreed, pulling out, then wiping his drooling dickhead over her pouting lips.
"Damn you!" she whispered, looking up narrow-eyed at the tall stud. Joe smiled, wiping his lips with the back of one hairy hand.
"Shaddup!" Mike said, catching her head with both hands and slamming her face against his crotch. He was far more brutal than Joe, rubbing her face from side to side across his groin. Her lips stretched. He was telling her all sorts of things about how they were going to beat her before fucking her. He said they had done this to a lot of women in the neighborhood and how they all enjoyed it in the end.
"Yeah, some of 'em really grooved on it when we stuck it in the end," Joe said, laughing loudly while clamping his fingers around his dick. Watching his buddy rubbing his dick across Tina's face was too much. If he didn't turn around and cool it for a couple of seconds, he was going to blow his load right there.
"Come on, baby, suck me as good as you sucked him. I wanna feel your tongue all around my dick," Mike hissed through his teeth.
He hunched his meat into her, sliding it all the way down until his groin was up against her nose. Instinctively Tina flicked her tongue around, washing the sides and bottom of his cock with the tip, sucking so hard she grew dizzy at times. Mike piledrove his dick, throating her several times. But at least he didn't keep it lodged down deep the way Joe had done. How sore her jaw was getting. And how her pussy was cramping into knots. How she wished she could touch herself without being noticed! But if she so much as moved one hand, they would see and they would comment, perhaps do something far more terrible than they were already doing!
"Touch my ass, baby. Go on, touch my ass, wiggle your fingers up my butt," Mike said, slipping his dick faster and faster into her mouth. Saliva was dribbling down her chin, hanging in long opaque strings.
Tina felt so strange, almost giddy. Strangely enough the woman began liking that cock in her mouth. She enjoyed the feel of the long, fat-headed pole sliding over her lips. She slid her hands up, wrapping them around his buttocks, pulling herself tighter against him. She trembled, feeling the wiry hairs tickling her fingertips. Slowly she moved them down into his buttcrack, feeling the intense warmth of his ass-hole. Mike groaned. Suddenly she felt his strong leg muscles catch her in their grasp. He had his dick in her, lodged in all the way!
"MMMMGMMGMFFFFF!"
The two of them rocked back and forth until she choked for air one more time. Slowly, reluctantly, he let her go. The woman sucked in air through her nose, sighing with relief.
"Yeah, I see whatcha mean, man," Mike said, pulling his dick from her mouth. He held tightly onto it, fighting down the urge to shoot off right in her face. Tina turned away, holding both hands over her mouth, gagging, shamed of the way she acted.
"That was just the start, baby. Just the start," Joe said, his sensuous lips curling up into a sardonic smile.
CHAPTER FIVE
"Shine that boot, baby!"
Tina stared up at the big man. Joe was in front of her, his legs spread apart. He had managed to calm himself down. His dick was only semi-erect, still twitching and jerking. His balls had dropped somewhat. Mike was searching around the kitchen for some clothesline or rope.
"What?"
"You heard me, polish that boot with your fuckin' mouth. Polish it or I'll shove it down your fuckin' throat. You'll be spittin' up teeth for the next couple of days if you don't."
Tina heard Mike tearing the kitchen apart. She was leaning against the sofa, still crouched on the floor, wiping her lips with her fingertips. She could taste the jizz in her throat. And now he wanted her to...to lick his boots?
"Lick!"
Gagging, fighting down the bile she felt rising in her throat, Tina did as she was told. Joe had made his point clear anyway by jabbing the woman in the gut with the rounded toe of his black boot.
"It's dusty, man. I don't like walkin' around with dirty boots, you know?"
Tina held her stomach. He kicked her again, this time nearly knocking all the wind from her lungs.
"Yes, yes!" she whispered hurriedly, pushing the hair from her eyes. Tina stuck out her tongue, tentatively moving the pointed tip over the top of the boot. Joe laughed, slipped the toe once more into her gut and grunted when he heard the air rush from between her lips.
"Unless you wanna be kicked to death, you better do a fuckin' good job."
Tina closed her eyes. The smell of the leather had a strange effect on her. Her cunt clutched up into tight knots. Could it be she was turning on to this kind of degradation, that she actually liked doing something as vile, as horrible as this?
"I wanna see my dick shinin' in the reflection of my boot," Joe said as he stroked his huge piece of horsemeat. It was dripping pre-cum again. When he squeezed, one droplet fell with a spatter on the tip of his black boot.
Tina shivered, moved her tongue over that stain, then kept licking gingerly over the dirty leather. At times she held her belly, turning her face away and spitting on the carpet. Joe told her to keep licking, and she did so.
"Maybe I walked through dog shit. Maybe you oughtta clean the sole too."
"No!"
Tina reared back, wiping her mouth with the back of one hand. They were asking her to go too far. He could bang her against the walls if he chose, but she wouldn't do that! No, no, a thousand times no!
"I found some, man."
It was Mike, walking into the living room with some clothesline. Tina sighed with relief. Joe stared down at his half-licked boot, sneered, then dropped it to the floor.
"You dig ropes?" Mike was dangling them in front of her, his lips curling up into a sneer.
"No," she whispered in a trembling voice. Something deep and dark was responding to these men and what they were about to do to her.
"Here?"
Joe looked around at the windows peering down into the street. "No, man. We been takin' a big chance all along. What if some dude comes around here, pokes his nose around to take a look and sees she's prancin' around nude or something? Bet you got a lotta guys peekin' in, tryin' to catch a peek at your cunt." Joe glanced a little nervously at the front window. "Downstairs. Get up, baby. Come on, get up!"
He slid one hand under her arm, jerking her to her feet. Tina stood between both men, feeling so naked and vulnerable. Her high-riding big tits lay heavily on her chest, the nipples still dark and stiff from their arousal during the cock-sucking episode.
"We'll ransack the house later," Joe said, shoving her forward.
Tina stumbled, caught her balance, then walked like a condemned woman through the living room archway back into the kitchen. She stopped by the doorway leading to the basement stairs.
"Come on!" Mike shoved her hard, nearly pushing her down the steep stairs. The lights flicked on. How cold it was. Tina stepped cautiously down the stairs, one hand tightly gripping the rail while her bare feet padded against the wooden steps. When she reached the concrete floor, she stopped, uncertain of what the men wanted to do now. In a way she wished they would fuck her and get it over with. The waiting, the uncertainty was killing her!
"Let's get her hands first, then we'll haul her up over the rafter there," Joe said, jerking his head toward a long wooden beam running the length of the house.
Tina was forced to put both hands out in front of her, wrist against wrist, while Mike looped a twelve-inch piece of quarter-inch line around her arms. He fastened her wrists together with a square knot, tying it tight, then getting two long pieces of rope he'd found in the basement earlier and tying them to the line binding her hands.
Mike threw the rope over the rafter. Dust sifted down as both men grabbed the free end of line and hauled down, jerking her arms up above her head. "Unghhhhh..."
The ceiling was low...still there was more than enough room for Joe and Mike to haul Tina up from the floor, her toes five or six inches from the cracked concrete.
"Ohhh.. . "
The weight of her hanging body pulled at her shoulders. At times Tina thought she heard something popping in her arms. And the line around her wrists was cutting into her flesh, chafing it red! She twisted like a hunk of beef, her tits jiggling with the slightest movement she made.
Joe and Mike were talking behind her. Then Joe walked up in front, fishing out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and sticking one into his mouth. He lit up, blowing the blue-gray smoke from his nostrils. Reaching out, he hefted both large tits in his hands.
Tina coughed, the smoke stinging her eyes and nose. She trembled as she felt his fingers brush over her nipples. Another rush of juice trickled through her cuntal thicket. And when he crushed her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers, the woman screamed, jerking her head back, her legs kicking out.
"AYYYYEEEE! No, stop! STOP!"
He pressed harder, pinching her tit-tips so hard the woman thought he was going to tear them off. She couldn't stand the pain. She kicked out again, her ass-cheeks jiggling from the wild movements, her long blonde hair sweeping across her face and tits.
"Yeah, baby, yeah."
Joe eased up the pressure, stroking the tips, then pinching them once more while his buddy moved up behind Tina and grabbed hold of her ass. Mike was biting her ass-cheeks, flicking his tongue into the tight, sweaty crack, touching her ass-hole more than once. It was awful, terrible, disgusting! The woman screamed again, tossing her head around, wishing she could pass out as both men continued torturing her.
"Noooo..."
Her belly tightened. The raw smell of cunt juice rose from her crotch. How awful! She was responding to this torment in spite of how she hated these men!
"She's juicin', man," Mike said. He moved one hand over her cuntal mound and felt the swollen flesh tremble under his light touch. "Fuck! She's so damned hot, she's gonna burn our dicks when we fuck her."
"Yeah, yeah, that's what I thought," Joe said, easing up once more on his tit torture. "They all keep sayin' they don't want it. But, man, they can't get enough beatin' when they get turned on."
"NO!" Tina shouted. "That isn't true. I...I don't know what you're talking about."
She closed her eyes, letting her head drop back. She breathed evenly, heavily.
"OHHHHH!"
Joe tightened his grip on her nipples. They were harder now, swollen with blood, spasming under his cruel pressure. Pain and pleasure spasmed through her boobs, coursing through her body and into her cunt. Her clit vibrated like a tightly strung bowline. More juice surged from her cunt, wetting down the hairs until it looked as if she'd just stepped from a shower.
"Yeah, a nice hot slut," Joe said.
As he increased the pressure on her nipples, the pain intensified, overloading her nerves, making her brain spin around and around. Tina twisted her hips, making her boobs jump in his hands. She tightened her crotch, feeling the slick, swollen labia rubbing against her clit. She squeezed her pussy muscles again, releasing a delicious, forbidden pleasure through her body. Yes, oh yes, she hated to admit it, but she was loving this, loving every awful second of it. How strange it was to love and hate something at the same time!
"Oh...ughhhh...OHHHHHH!"
Her throat tightened while her heart beat loudly. Joe grinned, increased the pressure even more, blowing smoke into her face. But not even the acrid stench in her nose could kill the pleasure radiating out from her crotch. She felt that terrible pressure on her nipples now turning into something far more powerful than pain. A delicious sensation radiated all over her body.
Then suddenly Joe let go. He stepped back, studying her hanging figure that twisted slightly on the taut rope. Yeah, this little bitch was what he'd been wanting to have for a long time. He'd lied to her. Both he and Mike had been ransacking some homes in the area, even raping some of the women. But none of them had responded to him the way Tina was right now. She screamed for help, and yet at the same time she hungered for more. He liked that kind of woman, a rare find anywhere. He was going to stay here for more than a few hours if he could do it.
Joe took the cigarette from his mouth, licking his dry lips. Fucking was something he wanted to save for the very last. Right now he wanted only to tease...and he knew his buddy felt the same way. "Ohhhh..."
Tina opened her eyes, blinking away the sharp pain caused by the rising cigarette smoke. A few tears oozed down her flushed cheeks. The rope twisted and groaned above her.
Then she saw Joe's lips curl into an ugly smile while he rolled the burning cigarette between his fingers. He walked up to her, raising one hand, pointing the red glowing tip at her right nipple.
A pulse leaped in her throat while her belly bucked and turned over. He was going to burn her, disfigure her!
"Nooo, don't touch me with that...that thing! Please! In the name of God, don't...OHHHHHHH!"
Tina struggled in her bonds, her fingers curling around, digging into her palms while she kicked her legs out. If she could hit him in the balls, she could gain a moment's respite. Joe moved away, catching both her legs and shoving her back, stepping to one side and watching her body swing like a pendulum. The added strain of the swinging motion on her wrists made the young blonde groan. Her teeth chattered while her eyes rolled up in her head. Her fingers were growing icy, the line cutting off much of the circulation. Tina jerked on the rope again, trying to move her wrists around, do something to ease the terrible pain growing worse and worse in her shoulders. "NO!"
She opened her eyes again, focusing them on the approaching cigarette tip. Already she could feel the heat from the burning tobacco, could smell the acrid smoke curling into her nostrils. She flinched back, her feet kicking out, her chest heaving mightily. A tremor raced through her.
"Oh...ughhh...uhhhh..."
"Yeah, bitch, you want it...need it, right?" Joe rasped.
"No, no, it's not...true!" she stammered, feeling her throat and chest tighten so much she could hardly draw a breath.
"Come on, baby, beg for it."
Tina could feel the glowing ash touch her nipple. She bit her lower lip until she could taste blood. She shivered, another pulse leaping at her throat. Joe pulled back, moved the cigarette down to her navel, then down, down to her cuntal thicket. The cringing woman could feel the heat curling into her hot dripping hole. Her clit trembled, juice slicking down the sides while Joe moved the burning tip closer to that nerve-rich center. A pinpoint of agony started just to one side of her sex spindle. There was the crackling sound of burning hair, followed quickly by the odor of burning flesh. He was touching the thing to her pussy-hairs. Her face was a mask of intense concentration.
Then just as suddenly Joe pulled the cigarette back up. Tina relaxed, sagging in the bonds, heaving a sigh of relief. Then suddenly the heat was back, glowing around her right nipple once more. Her tits jiggled. Her nipple seemed to throb.
"OHHHHHHH, GOD!"
Her head throbbed. She gasped for air. Her lungs felt as if they were clogged with lead. If only she could faint, lose consciousness before that maniac really hurt her.
Joe held the lighted tip directly under her tight nipple, watching the blue smoke curl around her nose, then sift through the blonde hair that hung over her face. Tina wept, groaning, tightening her belly and thighs while she felt her clit growing tighter, harder, throbbing in time to her wildly beating heart.
"Yeah, man, she's fuckin' wet down here," Mike said.
He was behind her, now grasping her hips and burying his face between her buttocks. He was sticking his tongue into her ass-hole, scraping it around the slick tight passage, adding to the woman's torment and delight.
"Wanna feel it, baby? Think you can take it?"
Tina shook her head violently from side to side, tears streaking her cheeks.
"No, take it away. Oh, what kind of men are you?" she sobbed.
"The kind you been waitin' for-all your fuckin' life," Joe snarled.
Tina felt her tits swelling. Her shoulders sagged. Joe loved the sight, loved hearing his buddy's mouth smacking against her shitter, hearing his tongue reaming out Tina's ass-hole. The touch of his mouth and teeth against her shitter lips sent the woman into a series of mini-orgasms. One sensation in her ass heightened the other in her nipple. For a moment she couldn't tell one from the other. Tina was hot, wet, tight, ready to cum.
Then Joe touched the burning tip to her nipple. There was a soft hissing sound that rose above the noise of Mike's smacking lips. For a second it felt as if Joe had pressed an ice cube to her nipple. Then a roaring heat followed, capped by agony.
"WAWWWWWHHHAOIYYEEEEE!"
Her body stiffened, jerked on the straining rope. She threw her head back, screaming and screaming until she wondered if she'd ever stop. Blades of heat and pain shot through her tit.
Then it was gone. The terrible, painful agony was gone! Tina hung limply, feeling exhausted, degraded. Would this never end? Would she wind up here dead, swinging like a side of beef from the overhead beam, to be found later by her hysterical daughter? The image brought tears to her eyes.
CHAPTER SIX
"AIYEEEEEEEE!"
He had touched her one more time with that burning cigarette! The sharp blade of pain quickly turned into a radiating warmth, raging into an inferno. As she twisted and jerked on the ropes, the heat in her cunt intensified. For a second the woman thought her entire cunt was on fire. Her clit actually twitched, vibrating like a struck tuning fork while the acrid smoke curled into her nostrils. The burning tobacco singed her flesh.
"Unghhhh..."
And once more it was gone. Her burned nipple flared as if it were trying to expand. Strange heat-like sensations swirled through her body like the smoke drifting through the air.
Tina ground her teeth, feeling another scream lodging in her throat. What in God's name was going on with her body? Yes, the pain was terrible in her right tit. But her cunt was responding positively to that awful pain. She felt the walls rubbing together, the muscles cramping into knots, her labia clenching, snapping together as if someone were driving a hard dick into her slick hole. Her tightening thighs flexed while flashes of chilly heat radiated up and down. She could feel her clit stiffening, shuddering, edging closer and closer to an orgasm while the pain still ached and throbbed in her right nipple.
"Unghhhh..."
Tina sagged on the ropes, her pussy pulsing like a big festering wound. Cunt juice dribbled down her thighs, while every muscle in her body trembled.
"Man, she's somethin' else," Mike said, pulling his face out of her butt again and staring up at the hanging blonde.
Tina hung her head down in shame. She was creaming in front of these men while they were laughing at her! One was torturing her with cigarettes while the other was eating out her ass! Mike went back to what he was doing, spearing his stiffened tongue into her ass-hole, then nibbling along the flesh. "No, no, NO!"
Tina tugged at the ropes. She could see Joe was ready to torment her again. He held the half-burned cigarette in his right hand like a dagger, taking a puff and blowing the smoke into her face. Tina turned away, coughing, tears streaming down her cheeks.
He came closer once more. Tina looked back down at the loathsome thief, her eyes widening once more, her jaw firmly set. Her flesh was alive with sensation, sweat streaming down between her high-riding tits and collecting in her sunken navel. With a sudden jerky movement Joe pressed the glowing tobacco against her left tit, just above the reddened nipple.
"AIYEEEEE...! "
Her shriek was torn from her throat and echoed through the basement.
"Go for it, baby, come on, dance for it!"
Tina was twisting and jerking on the rope, her violent kicking movements making the rope groan more than ever. She swung back and forth in spite of Mike's desperate clawing at her buttocks. The room spun around and around while the light seemed to darken in her eyes.
But Joe removed the cigarette, not dragging out the pain.
Again and again he dotted her flesh with small burn marks, pulling the cigarette away just in time. Tina felt her pussy building up to a horribly intense climax. She retched, horribly ashamed at her behavior and yet not being able to help herself as her cunt tightened more and more.
Then suddenly that white-hot core of joy passed over her. She threw her head back, feeling her buttocks relax, her ass-hole muscles growing soft, admitting more of Mike's wiggling tongue. Wave after wave of sharp, short orgasmic spasms shot through her cunt, one after another tearing through her pussy.
"UNGHHHWHWAWWWWHHHH!"
Tina bounced and jerked, churning her hips, making her trussed-up body swing. Even as the burning heat in her pussy died away, Tina kept squeezing her cuntal muscles, getting the last possible ounce of pleasure she could from this unnatural orgasm.
"Damn!"
Joe was suddenly aware the cigarette was burning his fingers. He crushed the cigarette with his boot, sucking on the injured finger.
"You have fun for a while," Joe said, stepping back and fishing out another pack of cigarettes from his shirt pocket.
Mike got up, wiping his lips and chin with the back of one hand. Tina was groaning softly, her eyes closed. The pain seemed to be everywhere in her body now. She was aware they were changing places. The men were going to take turns torturing her, one relieving the other when he became too bored or tired, and in the meantime she was going to hang there, a piece of meat for their amusement.
Suddenly a horrible thought shot through her mind. Time had been waiting for her daughter Melanie to come home and save her. But what if the girl couldn't get out in time? They would capture her, bind her, torture her as well. Oh, God, they had to leave, get out of here before her daughter came home and found them!
Tina groaned, opening her eyes and staring down at Mike.
"You had a pretty good cum with him, right, baby?" Mike asked, smoothing the back of his hand against her wet cuntal slit.
Tina shuddered. She felt his knuckles brushing over her slick cunt lips, felt him pushing the sticky labia to one side. When he neared her clit, the young woman sucked in a deep breath. Her pussy was sore from the violent climax that had rocked it only minutes earlier. But in spite of that, she felt herself becoming aroused again. Joe was sitting in the corner, his legs spread widely apart as he smoked slowly and watched her.
"No, no," she said.
"Bitch!"
Mike curled his fingers around a clump of her blonde pussy hairs and yanked down hard. Tina thought the world had exploded in front of her. The big man had torn a fistful of her cunt-hairs from her mound, throwing them on the floor. She yelped, her legs jerking up to her belly, then shooting apart. Her tits jiggled. The rope groaned threateningly, stretching a little more with Tina's violent movements.
"Shit, we put this one on the rack and she'd cum all the time," Joe commented wryly.
"No, that isn't true! I...hate this!" Tina said.
"I don't like bitch liars," Mike said, unbuckling his belt once more and pulling it from his trousers.
"No, no, not that!" she cried, flinching back when she saw his fingers grasping the buckled end.
"Yeah. Gotta warm up that butt. Sure tasted real good when I was drivin' my tongue up your ass. But now we gotta make sure it's tenderized, right? Then me and my buddy there's gonna fuck it...one at a time, or maybe together," Mike snarled.
The belt came down hard, hitting her jiggling ass twice in crisscross fashion. Again and again it struck with a snapping sound, leaving a deep red gash in the plump flesh.
Tina felt showers of sexual sparks assail her clit. The warmth felt unbelievably good. There was hardly any pain in this beating now. What was going on with her mind and body? The more Mike struck her ass with that wide black leather belt, the more she loved it! Again and again the leather came down, chewing into her flesh.
The blonde quivered, chewing her lower lip, tightening her buttocks as the belt hissed through the air and crashed against her body. Her ass-cheeks jumped while the fires of lust grew more intense. She had had a climax just minutes ago. And yet Tina was feeling her cunt tighten once more, winding up for another massive cum.
"Yeah." Mike stopped the beating, dropping the belt to the floor. "What are we gonna do with this bitch?"
Joe was staring at a large double sink that stood near the washer-dryer combination. A long black rubber hose was attached to one of the nozzles, the free end hanging over one side of the sink.
"I've got an idea," he said, rubbing his chin. "Come on, let's get the slut down."
The two men worked quickly, holding the groaning woman steady while untying the knots binding her to the ceiling. Tina groaned, wondering why she was being untied.
Both men were chuckling softly about some other kind of torture they were planning for her.
"Hold her."
Joe walked over to the double sink as Tina stood, leaning heavily against Mike's massive chest. The big man held her hands tightly together, his fingers chafing her wrists.
"Yeah, this'll be just fine."
He was holding the rubber hose, examining it, finding it would reach the floor.
"Come on, baby, come on over here and
I'm gonna give you one hell of a thrill."
He kicked a chair in front of him, telling Mike to slide the woman over the back. Mike forced Tina to kneel on the seat, then he bent her over the back, securing her still-bound hands to one of the legs.
"She's gonna get cleaned out like she ain't never been cleaned before." Joe spread her butt-cheeks apart, rubbing the cold opened end of the rubber hose against her ass-hole.
Tina shuddered, instinctively knowing what he was going to do. She whimpered as her tits rubbed against the splintery wood of the old chair. Mike had taken more clothesline and bound her knees to the back of the chair, making it almost impossible for her to move. She was tied tightly. Her back was growing sore from the awkward position while Joe fiddled with the hose.
"Oh!"
Tina tried to move, to ease the discomfort of her position. But the ropes held firmly.
Spitting on one hand, Joe rubbed the saliva over one end of the hose, then reached down and spread her butt-cheeks far apart while inserting the hose with the other hand.
"AIIEYYYEEEE!" Tina screamed, jerking, trying to twist free of those horrible ropes and that awful thing being shoved up her ass-hole. But nothing would give way!
She yelped and twitched, feeling that terrible thing slipping into her bowels. Once she'd been given an enema by her mother. It was one of the most disgusting things that had ever happened to her in her life. And yet she could still remember a vague sense of pleasure when the water had churned in her ass.
"Oh yeah, yeah," Joe whispered, shivering with undisguised pleasure as he slipped more and more of the black rubber hose up her ass.
"No! NO!"
Joe was chuckling, signaling his buddy to come on over and help. Mike smoothed his fingers over her smooth ass flesh, spreading her ass-cheeks farther apart while Joe inserted the hose.
"Hold still, or I'm gonna shove my fist up your butt. You'd like that, eh? You wanna get fist-fucked, baby? You wanna get fucked the way some fags like gettin' it?"
"NO! NO!"
Tina held her breath, biting down on her lower lip as the rubber hose slipped along her slick bowel lining. She whimpered, crying out with disgust as she felt that hose burrowing deeper and deeper into her body. It was so strange having that foreign thing going into her ass. She had the sensation of being filled, of really being stuffed with dickmeat when all the while she knew it was only the rubber hose she'd used hundreds of times while rinsing out dirty laundry. "UGH!"
Tina shuddered, banging her chin against the back of the chair. She grunted as the hose slid deeper into her hole. Her ass-hole tightened around the hose, then relaxed, as Joe made the hose fuck in and out of her shitter.
"CHRIST!" she groaned, fighting the feeling of nausea.
"Don't get religious on me now, baby," Joe mocked.
"Ohhhhh!" Tina twisted and turned as much as she could, rubbing her sore nipples against the chair, bruising her shoulders on the hard wood. Joe had shoved the hose in as far as he dared. It was taut now, drawn straight out from the faucet of the double sink. The black rubber projected from between her leather-scarred buttocks like a big turd. Joe was breathing as heavily as Mike. Both men heard her tortured sobs, her whimpering, felt her growing humiliation as she lay there doubled over the chair, bound like some animal, her head nearly to the floor while that long rubber hose stuck out of her buttocks.
Tina tried to breathe deeply. She could taste bile rising in her throat again. No, she wouldn't give them the satisfaction of vomiting! There had to be some limit to her humiliation. Gradually she mastered her horror, lying still, breathing deeply, steadily, becoming accustomed to the horror.
Joe moved back, his eyes wide, fastened on her ass. One hand strayed along the edge of the cold sink, going back until his fingers found the metal faucet. His fingers tightened around the hot water spigot. Then there was a hissing sound.
"OH GOD!" Tina cried. They were going to fill her up with water, give her an enema with that high-pressure hose! She clenched her teeth together, closing her eyes, wondering if she would have the strength to survive this latest humiliation.
The hose jerked, then shimmied, swelling as hot water filled the rubber cylinder. The handle under his tight fingers grew steadily warmer as the water temperature rose.
"Noooo!"
Joe hadn't turned the spigot all the way. Only a slow flow of water rushed through the nose, flowing into her ass. Tina felt the tube heat up. Then the hose slapped against the walls of her bowels as it filled. Before she could get her thoughts together the steaming water sprayed into her shitter. It had the force of a fist slamming into her ass-hole, punching into it.
"Ugh...ughhh...OHHHHH!" The sounds from her throat were like those of a drowning woman. The heat singed her intestines, stretching them terribly. The force of the blow thudded into her belly and invaded her cunt. Her clit responded as it seemed to always respond. Nothing could prevent that tiny organ from vibrating! She jerked against the chair, pounding her head against one of the legs, her hair spreading out over the wet concrete floor.
"NOOOOOO!"
Joe twisted the spigot a little more, increasing the pressure. More water! Tina thought her body would swell up and blow to pieces! Several times the woman begged him to stop, to end this terrible torture. But her cries only excited the men more. Her buttocks jiggled, bouncing, slapping against the hose as the water poured into her bowels. Soon it filled her as much as it could, backing up and flowing out around the tube shaft. It soon spurted in a spray out of her ass-hole, over her buttocks and down onto the floor. "NOOOOO!"
The hot water swirled through her ass and bowels. As the temperature rose, sweat broke out all over her body. Joe was careful not to let the water get too hot. When the spigot was becoming too hot to touch, he decreased the flow, turning the cold water on.
"STOP!"
Both men were laughing at her now. They were enjoying her misery, her humiliation. She angrily shook her plump ass, inadvertently sucking more of the hose into her hot, wet shitter. Tina found herself breathing harder and in short bursts. Her insides burned. Her clit swelled. Her tits were bouncing against the back of the chair. The pressure in her bowels was tremendous. While the water scalded and pounded her ass, the woman shivered, tightening her crotch. Ohhh, it was awful!
Then just as she thought she could take no more, Joe turned off the water, satisfied he had cleaned her out.
"Okay, bitch, we've had enough. Now we get down to business."
Tina shivered.
CHAPTER SEVEN
They left her alone for a while, cleaning up the floor, watching the woman as she sagged against the chair.
Tears flowed freely from her eyes. Nothing made sense. These men had invaded her life suddenly, brutally, without any reason. It was the kind of thing she'd read about and seen on television. How many times had she shaken her head as victim after victim related how men attacked them with no reason? And now she was becoming a statistic. What was worse was that she was turning into a willing victim, someone who actually reveled in the pain and humiliation.
"Hey, you know, somethin' just hit me!" Mike said, scratching his cock and balls. "You know up there in the fuckin' living room?"
"Yeah?" Joe said, staring at Tina and wondering what else he could do to the woman.
"I saw the picture...not of the slut over there, but some young kid. You think she's got...you know, a daughter or somethin'? "
Both men smiled at one another. Joe crushed out his cigarette and walked over to Tina. He bent down, pinching her chin between his thumb and forefinger and forcing her head up.
"You hidin' somethin' from us...I mean, besides all the dough you got stashed somewheres around here?" he said, nearly spitting into her face.
Tina blinked, staring at the young hood. "What...what do you mean?"
"You got a kid?"
The thought of Melanie falling into the hands of these animals sickened her. No, she couldn't allow it.
"No, no one. I live here...alone," she said, hoping they would believe the lie.
Joe studied her face, then pulled back.
"Baby, I don't believe you. We're gonna hang around for a little while longer. Maybe we're gonna have some company."
Tina swallowed hard. If there were only some way she could warn Melanie, keep them from touching her daughter, spare the young girl the shame and horror.
"Man! My balls are achin' Are we gonna fuck this bitch or not?" Mike groaned, rubbing his cock through his Levi's.
"Yeah. Come on. We got enough cum to take care of Miss Hot Stuff over here and her daughter," Joe said, untying the ropes holding her knees tightly against the chair.
The rest of the scene was as brutal as the former moments. They untied her completely, severing the line holding her wrists together with a pocket knife. Tina was too exhausted, too humiliated to fight back now. She was completely in their control. She leaned against Mike like a limp rag doll as he dragged her from the chair. Joe searched around and found an old throw rug wadded up behind the water heater. He spread it on the floor. Mike threw Tina on top of it.
They were on her in a second, slipping out of their clothes.
"She's hot, man. She still wants to play some kind of virgin shit. That's okay, baby. You can think any way you want. We're just gonna plug you good and proper," Mike said.
The smell of fucking was heavy in the room. The pain in her ass-cheeks, the stretching sensation in her ass-hole, the burning pain in her tit, all changed into something much stronger now that Tina realized they were going to both fuck her. She could feel the hardness of Joe's naked body pressing into her from behind. She could feel his cock shoving up against her body just a few inches from her drooling cunt. He was going to fuck her, really drive his rod up her snatch.
"Go for it, baby, come on, go for it!" Mike encouraged.
Joe was shoving against her doggy-style, pushing her legs apart and crawling between them. Tina could feel his cockhead jabbing for her cunt. He shoved forward harder and worked right into her dribbling pussy. It had been so long since someone had done that! It was like having an achy itch scratched for the first time in years! She shivered, feeling her cuntal muscles clutch down hard on the inserted dick. She felt that wonderful shaft go in and out, slip back, then slide all the way into her hot, sucking hole.
"OooohhhhmmmMMMMMM!"
Fucking! Why on earth had she been so afraid of fucking? This had to be the best feeling in the whole wide world! In and out! In and out! The thought of having those wonderful dicks sliding in and out of her body blotted out every other emotion and feeling reeling through her mind.
"Want me to stop now, baby? You wanna have that hot dick out of your cunt?"
"NO!"
She nearly shouted out her answer, surprised at the force of her voice.
"Take it, baby, take it!" Joe growled. "Man, it's been a long time since I fucked doggie-style."
His tight-skinned meat slid in on a film of her juice.
"Oh, oh, OH!"
Joe's hairy ass shoved down, his own fuck oil running hard and thick, coating down his shaft, greasing up her snatch.
"Slow down, man. You don't wanna blow your wad too quick on this bitch. She's hot, man, and it's gonna take lots to cool 'er down." Mike was in front of her. She could smell his unwashed crotch, the odor curling like smoke into her nose. Something snapped inside her head. She turned her face and opened her mouth wide, remembering how exciting it was to suck dick.
"Ohhh, please, please...give it, give it!"
"Man, this cunt's gonna make me pop if she don't stop milkin' my dick." Joe smiled.
"Ohhhhhh, yessss," she hissed.
"Take it baby, get it in you!" Joe shouted, shoving it all the way in with one stroke after another.
"More, more, more, give...ughhhhh, give it to me!"
Tina was begging, on her hands and knees, wanting more of that dick.
"You want it in your mouth, baby?" Mike asked.
"Yes, ohhhh yesss..."
Tina couldn't believe she was actually saying things like this, doing these awful things. And yet how delightful they were! These men had humiliated her, hurt her to no end. And yet she still begged for more, wanted to feel their dicks all over her, inside her.
"Suck it up, then, suck it hard, baby. Get it good and hard so I can shoot in your throat when you're gettin' it in your pussy."
Mike held his dick in one hand, crawling forward on his knees, finally sliding the fat cum-smeared head into her mouth.
"MMmmmmm!"
This wasn't like before. Now there were no qualms about having to suck a dick. Now it seemed to be the most natural thing in the world to do. She swirled her tongue around that semi-rigid stalk, feeling Mike's balls rubbing against her chin.
"Awwwwww fuck!" Mike threw his head back, pumping his thick-muscled hips, laughing when his balls slapped against her moving chin.
Tina could taste his cum on her tongue. The salty jizz melted down her throat, making her frantically hunch against Joe's thrusts. Her cunt was on fire, exploding with wild sensations, cooking in cum and pussy oil. Her mouth closed tightly onto Mike's ramming rod. As she sucked down on him, she felt his cock getting longer, thicker, harder. She was surrounded by cockmeat, being completely taken over by dicks and balls. Thinking about it made the woman shiver with wild delight.
"Shit!" Mike groaned. "She's groovin' on blowin' me while she's getting the meat in her fuckin' cunt from you."
"Told you this was gonna be a push-over. Man, she's been wantin' something like this for the past couple of years. And now she's got more than she can handle."
"Ohhh, fuck! Man, if she don't stop, I'm gonna blow my shit right now. I don't wanna cum...hey, bitch, I said I don't wanna shoot!" Mike growled, slapping her hand.
Joe watched Mike's long dick slide in and out between Tina's lips. The thickly veined shaft was slicked down with her spit. He stopped fucking the girl for a second, watching her lips pucker in, then shove out as his buddy fucked her mouth faster and faster.
"For someone who don't wanna cum, you're sure pumpin' your rod in fast," Joe observed.
"Great!" Mike cried. "Man, I can't help it. She's got her fuckin' tongue goin' around and around, workin' over my cock...ughhhhhh! Man, she's goin' at it like she was goin' to die if she couldn't suck dick."
"Hey, cut it out! Come on, let's change places or you're gonna shoot!" Joe said.
Mike stopped fucking Tina's mouth, holding tightly onto his dick with one hand, then slowly, carefully pulling it out of her mouth. At the same time Joe was withdrawing his rod from her cunt.
Tina groaned, feeling completely abandoned. The wonderful full, sexy sensation she had with both dicks in her was gone. Now she was on her hands and knees, completely free of cockmeat, her head hanging low. It was a horrible sensation, being left high and dry like that. She shivered, turning her head and biting down on her upper arm. Her tits nearly touched the rug. She breathed heavily, waiting for the next torment.
Mike moved her by the shoulders, turned her around and shoved forward until he had the woman down on her back and ass. Joe watched the blonde woman disappear under his buddy's thick-muscled thighs. He dropped down, throwing one arm across Mike's back as if locking him in place on top of the woman's body.
"HHHHRHRRR!"
Were they both going to fuck her at the same time? Was it possible to have two cocks reaming out her pussy? She was no virgin. But still she was tight. After all, it had been many years since she'd been to bed with a man. And now two of them were going to have a crack at her tight wet cunt.
"NOOOOO!"
Joe moved in close, sticking his dick between Tina's and Mike's bodies. "Ohhhh..."
Instead of feeling fear or revulsion, the blonde could only groan like a whore in heat.
"Man, sounds like she's gonna pop right here and now!" Joe exclaimed.
"Yeah, she's so fuckin' hot, she's gonna cook my dick in her pussy. You sure did a fine job in primin' the pump."
As Joe climbed on top, Tina could feel two cocks sliding over her body. It was wonderful. That fulfilled sensation she'd had earlier came back. Now she wiggled her ass on the rough rug, knowing that her pussy would be more than satisfied.
"Unnghhhh..."
Tina felt Joe's dick stop near her right thigh. Mike's was shoving its way into her furry crotch. Pushing up, she signaled Mike to take his weight off for a moment. He grunted, rising slightly. The woman spread her legs enough to expose her hot, drooling cunt. The fat lips were clenched tightly together, one slightly folded over the other. The crevice where they met was seeping with bubbles of pussy oil. After Tina opened her legs in a silent invitation to both men, she tilted her head back. Something wonderful, something terribly hot and wonderful was jabbing at her juicy crack.
"Yesss-yesssss!"
Tina could almost shout for joy. After the beating, the forced cocksucking, the shoving, the hanging, and all that terrible business about having her tits and belly burned by that cigarette, everything came down to good old-fashioned fucking. And two of them were servicing her cunt. Tina was ready for fucking, had been ready for it for so many long years. These men had burst into her life, knocked their way in and unleashed a dam of frustrated sexuality that now burst over her.
"Fuck...fuck..."
She felt Mike's dick jabbing at her fat cunt lips. The swollen labia unstuck, forced apart by the fat wedge-shaped dickhead.
"Ohhhh, yes, yes, in...in...in!" she whispered.
"That's where it's goin', baby. I ain't gonna tease you like my partner," Mike said, looking over and grinning at Joe.
"No tease...in...IN!" Tina panted, raking her fingernails over his back.
Tina sucked in her breath when she felt the thick hunk of meat shove into her pussy. Her cunt tingled, itching maddeningly along its entire length. It sensed that long hard rod being jammed into it. The wet, dark-red tissues were forced in as Mike stretched them with his dick.
"Ohhhhh, yes, fuck fuck
Tina couldn't encourage them enough. The terribly itchy ache throbbing around her clit was becoming more and more intense. She couldn't stand it any more. She had to have relief from that awful, wonderful pressure turning her into a sex maniac.
"Good, huh?" Mike whispered hoarsely as he ripped into her.
"Ughhhh..." Tina moaned as she felt him shove deeper into her cunt.
"Get it in her, man," Joe whispered. "Shove that hard cock in her hole. Fuck her pussy good, the way I did!"
With Tina's arms locked around his neck, Mike hunched in with his powerful hips. He threw his head from side to side, feeling her cuntal muscles quiver, then cramp down on his dick.
"NOOOO!"
Tina felt her pussy muscles suddenly tighten, causing her more pain than pleasure. She was tighter than she'd expected. And these men didn't care. All they wanted was to get their rocks off. If she came, fine. If not, too bad. And now Mike was grunting like an animal, his body trembling, his knees shoving up hard against her buttocks while trying to drive his rod in!
Then just as suddenly as it started, the cramping stopped. She felt his dick rushing in, heading for the bottom of her cunt. How tightly her pussy fitted around the broad hairy base of Mike's dick. Inside her cunt, the sensitive, slick tissues were stretched about as widely apart as they could without tearing. At the top of her wedged-open cunt, her clit was still throbbing, waiting for ultimate satisfaction.
"Ohhhhh!"
As Mike came to the end of his fucking downstroke, his groin ground into the nerve-rich spindle. Thrills and spasms shot through the woman's snatch, radiating to all parts of her body.
"Christ, she's goin' nuts under me!" Mike cried, watching the woman twist and jerk.
"She's like that, man. She's almost a regular nympho. Man, we landed a hot 'un."
"Oh GOD!"
Her cunt snapped tight around Mike's dick. Her nipples felt as if they were bursting with delight. They stabbed into his broad, hairy chest while her buttocks moved about the rug.
"Give it good to her, man! Shove it in her good, hard!" Joe encouraged.
Joe got into the act finally. He crawled down between their spread legs. Lying flat on his belly, he shoved his head up to the top of their legs. As he got closer, he could hear the soft, squishing sound of his buddy's fat cock shoving in and out. The rich, gurgling sound of her cunt sounded like soft mud sticking to a posthole digger. He groaned, tearing at the rug, wishing for a second he were inside the woman, stretching out her pussy.
"UGHHHHHH...Ohhhh, God!"
Tina could feel Joe's fingers brushing over the rounded slick bottoms of her ass-cheeks. Joe was down there, going to do something to heighten the already mind-blowing sensation of her fuck. She felt him reaching up and shoving her thighs away.
The feel of his rough hands on her thighs sent a hot shiver through her cunt. She didn't know what he was going to do. But the woman sensed it would be good! With Mike's body humping down onto hers, she couldn't have stopped him even if she wanted to. These men were experts at what they did-beating, fucking! She felt Joe's fingers stroking upward, shoving her legs farther and farther apart.
As her legs stretched open wider, Mike gave her another hard shove, burying his dick up to the hilt. He almost blew his nuts when he felt his buddy's fingers touching the base of his dick.
"Hey, you queer or somethin'? Leave me alone!" he snarled.
"Get your fuckin' dick outta the way so I can get some action."
They were fighting over her.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Tina couldn't hold back much longer. The men were playing her like a fine musical instrument, tightening her, playing all the stops until she was coming unglued.
"Hey, you want it really wild, you pull out in a sec and I'll lick 'er off."
Mike braced his body on his knees and elbows. Throwing in his meat a few more times, he surged up on the next stroke, twisting his dick all the way out. His fat hunk of meat sprang free with a popping sound, trembling crazily as he held it outside of the woman's cunt. Mike arched his body high, giving his buddy plenty of room.
"Noooo..." Tina let out a drawn-out plea, her body thrashing as much as it could under Mike. It was so strange having that dick spring out of her once more.
She grunted frantically, twisting first one way, then the other. She could feel the stretched tissues of her pussy being licked at by Joe's rough, slippery tongue. Once Tina tried snapping her legs shut. Joe had his hands pressing against her thighs, holding her open for his licking attack. As she struggled against him, Tina felt her clit being teased by his tongue.
"Oh yesss, yesss..."
She closed her eyes. The rug had gathered up more under her buttocks, some of the rough, dirty piling tickling her sweaty butt-crack. The woman was panting, begging them to fuck her and eat her at the same time. When Joe's head shoved deep between her legs, the woman thought she was going to go mad.
"Shove it in 'er," Joe instructed as he suddenly pulled his head out, leaving her pussy wide open and running hot.
Mike quickly fitted his cockhead into her crack and shoved. His eight hard inches shoved into her hot hole easily, more juice gurgling out from around the sinking rod.
"Ughhhh...OHHHHHH!"
Tina clutched and kicked. Soon she was going to go over the brink, wallowing in the delight of orgasm. She could feel herself rocketing toward that white light glowing in the distance. It was only a few minutes away.
Mike's tight hairy ass shot forward, pushing his dick all the way in.
"Do it!" she demanded, moaning and hunching under him. "Oh God, I need it, I need it so bad! Do it!" she panted.
Mike grunted, giving her a series of short, rapid strokes. His cock slid into her tight cunt again and again. His body ground into hers, sliding from side to side, stirring his cock around her pussy like a giant spoon.
"Man, I didn't know it'd be so fuckin' easy to drive her bananas!"
"Too much, man," Joe commented.
"Shaddup and fuck," Mike growled, pulling his cock out one more time.
Tina writhed around again, pushing her pussy up, wanting to impale herself on his dick. She felt his body tense with pleasure as her pussy hairs brushed over his cockhead. Then he groaned and shoved down, sending his dick sliding into her pussy with no resistance.
"OhhhHOOOOO!"
Tina couldn't speak any more. All she could do was cry out and gasp, hoping the men would satisfy her soon. It was getting so hot, so hot and tight between her legs! She licked her lips.
"Ughhhh!"
Tina raised her cunt again, flexing her buttocks, tightening her thighs as she arched up from the dirty throw rug and fucked herself furiously onto Mike's rod. The throbbing of that wonderful, long cock pushed deep inside her snatch. Her tits felt swollen, about to spasm along with her pussy as Mike pinched her sore nipples, rubbing them with the palms of his hands. As the two crushed closer and closer together, every inch of her flesh became alive.
"Hey, man, don't shoot off yet," Joe whispered.
Mike growled with impatience, let out a shuddering breath, then arched up once more, pulling his dick from her hole.
Tina let out a sharp cry when she felt that dick ease out of her hole. Then Joe's tongue lashed up, running around the straining edges of her pussy. Then suddenly it was sliding in, probing deep into her cunt. Tina couldn't believe she was being serviced by these two studs. Her back ached from resting against the hard cement floor. Her mind was whirling around and around, confused by the hot sexuality throbbing in her cunt and tits. Sensations blended together, making the woman pant like an animal. And when Mike pulled his dick out, and she felt her pussy shrink back to its normal size, Tina thought she'd go crazy! Cock! She had to have that hard, thick cock inside her, fucking her, trenching out her hole!
"COCK!" Tina cried.
"Don't worry, baby, we're gonna make sure you ain't gonna do without no cock for a long time," Mike said, flicking his tongue in her ear.
When Joe stuck his mouth down on her hairy hole and licked his way inside the woman, she threw her hips into the air. She offered her pussy to his mouth. Her clit throbbed against his lips as he shoved his tongue into her juicy cuntal slit. Holding tightly onto Mike, Tina pulled her head up and threw her mouth against his. While she felt Joe's tongue no flicking away inside her trembling hole, her lips ground against the big man's mouth. For a moment these two men weren't brutal criminals. They were her lovers, coming here at night to service her before her daughter came home.
"Yes, yes, oh fuck, yesss..."
"She's gonna go, man, she's gonna pop. I'm not gonna let her cum and have my dick swingin' up here," Mike said, letting his cock start to drop back to Tina's clutching cunt-hole.
"Wait a sec. She's still holdin' back," Joe said impatiently, still wanting to eat her.
Every time Joe worked his tongue over her tender pussy tissues, Tina shoved her tongue into Mike's mouth, moaning and thrashing from side to side. Tina didn't know how much longer she could hold out. Again and again that tongue was flicking against her clit, driving her farther and farther up the climactic ladder.
"Man, she's gonna pop. I wanna be inside her when she goes. Besides, my balls are killin' me!" Mike said through clenched teeth.
"Wait!"
Joe pulled Tina's thighs farther apart and shoved his mouth once more against her cunt.
He sucked her juices out as if he were a leech, stabbing his tongue all the way into her hole while rubbing his moustache against her clit.
"OUUGHHHHHHH!"
Tina was moaning and screaming into Mike's sucking mouth.
"Get outta there, man, she's gonna cum and I'm gonna be inside!" Mike could feel her going wild. She was writhing around frantically, her tongue stabbing into his mouth, her tits jiggling against his chest while her arms held tightly onto his back. She was beating her fists against him, kicking out, moving around as if someone had attached a live electric wire to her. Mike knew she was teetering on the brink, ready to cut loose any second.
But Joe stayed down there a little while longer. Her legs were fighting to close over his head. Joe had to strain to keep her thighs from trapping his face against her fleshy labia. The hotter and wilder she became, the more he liked it. The feel of her tight hot pussy rising up to be licked and sucked and fucked sent tremors through both men's bodies.
"Move it!" Mike shouted.
His nuts were near the bursting point. Holding the hot, twisting woman under him without getting his cock into her was the worst form of torture he had ever felt. It was probably worse than all the beating and kicking he and his buddy gave Tina earlier. Growing tired, he started lowering his body.
"NOOOOOO!" Tina wrenched her mouth from Mike's.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Mike growled with every downward thrust.
His buddy had finally squirmed back, still lying on his belly. He watched Mike's fat hunk of eight-inch cockmeat trench out Tina's cunt-hole.
The blonde woman felt all controls loosening on her body. Her pussy trembled, trying to hang onto the cock pistoning in and out. Each downward fucking thrust nearly knocked the air from her lungs.
"Dooo it!" she grunted frantically. "In...ME! In...MEEEE! In..."
Tina felt her bloated pussylips being pulled, teased and stretched by Mike's dick. She trembled on the brink of orgasm. The tonguing and sucking had brought her body to the peak. Her hips and ass hunched in a frenzy while she tried to throw herself over the brink. She was trembling, begging for orgasm, needing it. And all she could do was beg for cock, BEG!
Again and again Mike threw his eight hard inches into her cunt like a pro. The hard core of his meat filled her desperate pussy. Tina loved the feel of Mike's hard, big body pounding down onto hers. The feel of that body and his dick reaming out her pussy brought her finally to the climax she needed.
"A W W WWKKKW A W W W WHHHH!"
It was as if someone had blown apart the basement. Lights shot in front of her. Her cunt chilled and flashed hot at the same time! Her flesh felt as if someone were pulling it apart, smashing her skull, while her clit throbbed again and again in orgasmic fury.
"NOOOOOOOO!"
Never before had Tina known such a powerful sensation. With Melanie's father, her orgasms had been strong, but not like this! She locked herself so tightly around Mike that he raised her up off the rug when he pulled back for a downstroke.
"NOOOOOOWOWWWOOO!" It was the last thing Tina said before she passed out. The woman's pussy walls clenched down on his eight throbbing inches, the power of her climax knocking her out. She couldn't take any more ecstatic pleasure. As she fell back down onto the rug, her legs flew apart, her squishy hole completely open to Mike's hunches.
As soon as Tina's weight dropped from his body, Mike jammed his cock in her so hard his nuts slapped against her ass.
"Good fuckin' pussy, man. Good..." he breathed, shaking the sweat off his forehead.
"You blow it yet?" Joe had edged back and was playing with his dick, smearing the pre-cum all over his shaft. He didn't want to shoot yet, hoping to have a crack at either her pussy slit or butt hole.
"No, man. I was hopin' to then she passed out. Ain't seen that happen too much. Shit, she must've been savin' up for somethin' like this for a long time," Mike commented, staring down at the unconscious woman.
"Yeah, some cunts are like that. Hold off 'til she comes around. Make her take it when she can feel it," Joe suggested.
Mike froze at the top of his upstroke and held his cock still. His dick and balls were tight, throbbing, urging him to shove down one more time. One more hard push inside her cunt and he'd blow his wad. His nerve-ends tensed, waiting, almost begging to go wild with orgasm. Slowly, gradually the frantic urging subsided. His breathing slowed, his dick losing that steely hardness it had just before Tina had passed out. "Ohhhh..."
Tina was coming around. She fluttered her eyelids, looking up at the big man still inside her cunt. When she felt his cock still hard, pressing against the slick inside of her pussy, the woman trembled.
"You didn't-"
"No, baby. I didn't make it. I want you to feel me sprayin' my load inside your fuckin' pussy," Mike said, licking his lips.
Joe slid behind her, draping one hand over her side and touching her tits. Mike rolled her around, fucking her on his side now. As Tina was pushed by the force of his shove, she was cushioned by the hard muscles of Joe's chest. She was sandwiched in between both men! The thought of having both their dicks inside her raced through her mind once more. Now she was sure one of them was going to have his cock up her ass. Could she take something like that? What a foolish question. They had shoved that awful rubber thing up her shitter, then flooded her bowels with burning water. Of course she could take something like a dick up her butt. "Ohhhh
Tina felt their hairy groins shoving their cocks into her ass and pussy. Her tits were being flattened by the pressure from Mike's chest while Joe's thighs pressed against her soft buttocks.
"No, oh God, cock, cock!" Tina cried.
Closing her eyes, all she could see was cock...a huge dick, dripping with cum, with two large leathery, hairy balls hanging at one end. Yes, she had been waiting for these men all her life. Melanie, her daughter, had taken up all her time and energy...and for what? The girl had become harder and harder to manage. Now it was her turn to enjoy herself, to feel the joys of youth she'd sacrificed for her ungrateful daughter.
"NO!"
Joe was holding his cock, pushing it into her wet buttcrack, searching for her ass-hole. "You gotta!"
Joe pressed his knees against the backs of her legs, holding tightly onto her hips while he shoved his cockhead against her ass-hole.
Tina cried out, hunching forward, impaling herself farther onto Mike's rod. She felt her ass-hole stretching, aching, almost tearing as Joe shoved his cockhead brutally into the wrinkled flesh. Frantically she hunched forward, trying to get away from the dick penetrating her ass.
Then suddenly the tiny sphincter muscles relaxed. Her groans of pain turned into moans of delight when she felt her ass-hole being stretched delightfully by Joe's invading dick. Two cocks! Oh, she had two cocks inside her now, stretching her body, pile driving into her clutching holes.
"I...I, oh God, it feels sooooooo...GOOD!"
Tina couldn't play the part of the reluctant virgin any longer. Her ass moved with Joe's hips, lasciviously inviting the big man to shove his cock into her butt harder.
Tina was flat against Mike's hairy chest. She couldn't go any farther even if she wanted to. His thighs blocked any escape, his cock rammed up to the hilt, his balls tight against his dickroot. The two sweaty male bodies started hunching against her. Tina felt a thrill un-like any she had ever felt. Two men were fucking her! Her clit was vibrating while Joe hunched in and out, burying his dick farther and farther each time he fucked into her shitter.
"Baby, nice tight...ughhh...tight ass," he growled.
Every time he pulled back Tina thought he was sucking her guts out with him. She tilted back her buttocks, then hunched them forward, keeping a rhythm along with the big man's fucking.
"Fuck 'er, man I'm gonna shoot!" Mike warned.
That was all Joe needed. Tina was begging them to shoot soon, feeling her ass and cunt threatening to tear apart.
"OHHHHHHH!" She was going to cum again! It was awful the way her pussy was responding to these men, climaxing over and over every time something stimulated her clit or ass-hole.
"Get it on now, NOW!" Mike felt his cock buckling and trembling in her cunthole.
"SHIT!" Joe shouted.
Mike shoved his mouth down onto Tina's again. Their tongues speared at each other while his dick sprayed out the hot scalding load into her hole. Tina thought she would die. Her throat started throbbing in time to her clit and ass-hole. Her body was completely on fire, hunching out of control, fucking and being fucked.
"UGHHHH!" Joe screamed again.
He felt his cum jetting up the thick shaft, wadding up in his cockhead for a moment, then spraying out into her clutching wet ass-hole. Tina was being filled with jizz, sprayed with it from both ends. Tremendous spasms shook through her cunt, sending her floating away. Each time she throbbed, she could feel the long dicks inside her still oozing cum, still hard, still working in and out of her pussy and ass.
"Oh, oh, OH!"
Briefly Tina wondered if the other women they had attacked during the week had responded like this. Something told her no. She was special...hot and special. Dreamily the woman closed her eyes. Now would be a good time for them to disappear, to leave, to walk out the door and leave her with some wonderful memories.
But Tina knew otherwise. She had given them too much reason to stay.
CHAPTER NINE
"Looks like your mom's up," Jack said, standing by the side of his car.
Both of them were looking at the comfortable two-story frame house standing at the end of the street. Somewhere in the distance a dog was barking.
Melanie shivered, rubbing her hands up and down over her arms. How she hated to stand here in front of her home. Her mother would be furious, wondering why she was coming home so late. If only she could go with Jack one more time, feel his dick sinking in her cunt, feel his strong arms around her, his legs pinning hers to the couch!
"I...I'd better go in. I mean, my mom's...well, you know," Melanie stammered, unable to think clearly.
Her pussy still throbbed from the fucking he had given her. Afterward they had played around. Jack wanted to fuck her again. But then they heard a car coming in the drive. It was his father, home from bowling earlier than expected. Melanie had just enough time to gather up her clothes and scramble to the bathroom.
"You're gonna call?" Jack asked, leaning against his car and staring at the house.
"Sure. Yes, oh, Jack, I don't want to go in!" Melanie blurted out, throwing her arms around the young stud and hugging him close. She felt her nipples itching crazily when they mashed against his broad chest. Her pussy was clutching up again into tight knots of excitement while her heart beat crazily. Oh, what had he done to her? She couldn't think straight when she was around him. All she wanted to do was fuck him.
"Come on, come on," Jack whispered, taking her hands off his shoulders and pushing her back. "Go in, baby. We'll get it on later."
Melanie sighed, lowered her head and walked up the small path to the front porch. He had been rough, even brutal. And how she loved it, loved being lorded, over, even shoved around. As she heard his car start, then squeal down the street, the teen wondered if there were someone she could ask to see if it was wrong to feel excitement when a man did those kind of things to her? Was she some kind of pervert?
She held her books in one hand, fishing out her housekeys from her sweater pocket. She opened the door. The swelling in her pussy had begun to go down. Jack wouldn't be around to service her tonight...or perhaps for many other nights. His father had given them both fishy looks even though Melanie emerged from the bathroom some ten minutes later fully dressed and composed.
"Mom?"
The television wasn't on. Usually Tina was sitting in her favorite chair, gown wrapped tightly around her body with a magazine on her lap as she watched the tube. Perhaps she was ill. Certainly Melanie couldn't imagine her mother going out having a good time.
"Mom?" she called out again, setting her books down on an end table. It was then the girl saw the magazines and books scattered all over the floor, the lamp teetering on the edge of the other table. Even the heavy sofa had been pulled away from the wall.
Her heart skipped a beat. There had been robberies in the neighborhood. Perhaps someone had broken in, surprised her mother and...
Melanie gasped, backing away from the spilled magazines. She looked around the room, her ears alert to catch the slightest sound. The girl could hear her heart beating quickly. Should she run outside and call for help? Or search for her mother?
A muffled groan came up from the basement through the heating ducts in the living-room. Melanie jumped, her eyes widening. The groan came up once more. Something drew her forward, out of the relative safety of the front room and through the doorway into the kitchen.
Once more the girl gasped, her eyes riveted on the broken glass scattered on the floor. Knives, forks, coffee grounds were spilled on the sink and counter top.
That groan again! This time it was louder than before. Melanie turned, the floor squeaking under her shuffling feet. The sounds from the basement stopped. Once more the girl thought about bolting through the rear kitchen door and calling out for help. But she bit her lower lip, curiosity getting the better of her. She'd be careful, she told herself as her fingers twisted the doorknob and opened the door.
There was no sound coming from the basement. The lights were on, another thing that surprised Melanie. Carefully she descended the steps. Halfway down, the girl realized she should have brought something with her...a knife, something to defend herself with. Melanie was about to turn around and go back to the kitchen when she heard her mother groaning from somewhere down there.
"Mom?" her voice sounded so small.
"Melanie, get away, oh God, get away!"
The words sent a shock of horror through the girl's body. Her mother was there and in trouble. Melanie heard the sounds of feet scrambling toward the stairway. It was a trap! Her mother had cautioned her.
"NO!"
Melanie looked down and saw two thickly built men racing toward the basement stairs. She was frozen for a moment, then she managed to break the spell paralyzing her. Turning, she bolted up the stairs, taking them two at a time, racing for the kitchen doorway.
"Come on back, bitch! We wanna see if you're as hot as your old lady!" Joe shouted.
"Yeah, you got a nice tight cunt, I'll bet," Mike yelled, catching the stairs before Joe and bolting up after the retreating girl.
"No, oh God, no, lemme alone!" Melanie cried, her hand stretched outward. Someone was holding her leg, pulling her down. Her fingers clawed at the rough wooden railing, several of the fingernails breaking as she tried kicking herself free.
"Nice bitch. Man, she's as fuckin' hot as her old lady," Mike commented.
He was holding tightly onto her right ankle, trying to haul her down the stairs. Melanie was sobbing and screaming, her grip loosening from the handrail. Her hair stood on end when she heard the men talking about how they were going to fuck her and beat her.
"Yeah, we're gonna fuck the shit outta you, all right," Joe said, smacking his lips. He caught glimpses of her furry little cunt under her skirt as she struggled on the stairwell with Mike. Her body twisted halfway around, one hand slipping as she started falling down, down toward the glaring young thief.
"Stop it! MAMA! HELP ME!"
Melanie was hysterical, tears rolling down her flushed cheeks. She fell on the stairs, her fingers clawing desperately at the wooden steps. Mike had her by both ankles now. he was pulling her down, her chin striking each step, her chest hurting as he took her down step by step.
"There you go, bitch."
Melanie lay in a heap at the foot of the basement stairs. She reached up with one hand, brushing away her hair, staring in disbelief at these two men. She felt her heart pounding crazily with terror. Where was her mother? She had heard her calling out to her, warning her away. Melanie moved both hands to her throat, feeling her mouth grow dry as cotton.
"Oh God, you've got my daughter too!"
There in the darkness lay Tina. Melanie leaned forward, narrowing her eyes, peering into the shadows. She could see her mother stretched out on the floor in front of the hot water heater. Her ankles looked as if they were tied together while her hands were obviously bound to one of the iron supports of the heater.
"She was one hell of a fuck, baby. Man, she took on the two of us and still begged for more," Mike said, scratching his balls.
"Yeah, we was waitin' around for you. She got a little nervous and. tried to get away. When we heard the car pull up front, we figured you was here. You and your boyfriend fuck a little before?" Joe asked, sneering down at her.
"NO!"
Melanie was horrified at such a question. She shrank away from him.
"You think you're too fuckin' good for us, huh?"
"Yeah, guess she thinks her shit don't stink," Joe commented, turning toward Tina. "She don't say nothin', cause she knows she's made of the same stuff we are," he said, indicating Tina with a nod of the head. "But this one thinks she's real diamonds."
"No, no, that isn't true," Melanie said, shaking her head violently from side to side. Instinctively she knew where this kind of conversation was going to lead. They would torture her, humiliate her, if she tried to play little miss prim.
"We're gonna see how good this little bitch is. We're gonna give you a chance to outdo your old lady," Mike said. "We been waitin' for about an hour, savin' up for your snatch."
Melanie pressed her back hard against the stairs, her eyes darting up to the opened door.
"Forget it," Mike said, his eyes following hers. "You ain't gonna make it. And if you try, we're gonna make things fuckin' hard for you."
Melanie's heart sank. Just a few moments ago she was saying good-bye to Jack, wondering when she was going to have him fuck her again. Everything was wonderful. And then...then she stepped into this horror show.
"Man, I'll fuck you so damned hard you're gonna bleed," Joe said.
Melanie was terrified beyond words. Her eyes were wide, her flesh crawling with revulsion. The thought of having these two animals crawling over her like vermin made her stomach turn over.
"C'mon, baby, suck my dick."
Joe was rubbing his dick, rubbing up and down the hardening rod in his Levi's.
"Your old lady was pretty fuckin' good on this. Man, she gave head like an old pro. You a pro, baby? You go down on your boyfriend? He shove his dick into your mouth, make you drink all his jizz...make..."
"STOP IT!" Melanie screamed, clapping both hands over her ears. She was shaking with shame and rage. She pressed her fingertips against her skull, saying over and over that this was some horrible dream. But when she put her hands down and looked up, both Joe and Mike were still there, standing above her, their hands moving rhythmically back and forth, rubbing up their dicks. "No!"
She fell to one side, her dress riding up to her knees.
"Come on, lick my pants, baby. Start up from the boot and lick my pants, get 'em good and soaked, then come on up to my dick," Joe said.
To emphasize his point he prodded her thighs with one boot, kicking her when she didn't respond. Melanie stared up at him with a look of complete disbelief.
"What?"
"Come on, bitch."
He reached down, gathered her long blonde hair in both hands and tugged down and to one side. The girl screamed, her hands flying to his face, her fingers curled like claws as she tried to scratch out his eyes. But Joe managed to keep clear of her fingernails. Finally the girl found herself on the floor, face down, the boot pressing down hard on the back of her neck.
"Now when I say lick, LICK!"
Melanie thought they were going to break her neck. She gasped for air, felt the room spinning around her while a dull thudding echoed in her ears. Finally the pressure eased. She turned her head, stared up at the big stud, then opened her mouth. She felt bile rising up to her mouth and fought it back down.
"Oh God, no, no!"
"LICK!"
Melanie held her belly, opening her mouth and sticking out her tongue. She brushed her lips along the leather, gagging, then moving her tongue up. Joe was laughing at her. Mike stepped up, prodded her thighs with his boots, hiking up her skirt with the toe.
"No!"
"What's the matter, slut? You get enough from your boyfriend?" Mike sneered at her.
"Stop it!" Tina cried from the darkness.
Melanie kept licking, holding her stomach, thinking she was going to throw up at any second. At times she had to turn her face away and spit out the vile dirt collecting in her mouth. She coughed, gagged, then started her licking all over.
When she had slicked down one boot with her saliva, Joe put his foot down, grabbing her by the hair and tugging her head up.
"Now go and lick these pants. I wanna feel 'em real wet with spit. When you get up here," he said, squeezing a hefty roll of cockmeat through his Levi's, "you start concentratin' on my dick, understand?"
Melanie nodded. The cotton tickled her lips as she soaked down the trouser material. Joe was laughing at her, calling her all sorts of filthy names, tugging at her hair at times and making her cry out.
Finally the young blonde teen reached his crotch. She felt something moving when her upper lip brushed against a particularly heavy fold. There was a heavy cock behind those Levi's, a dick possibly thicker, longer than Jack's. She moved her head up a little more, her mouth now covering the throbbing protrusion.
"Yeah, that's it, baby, tongue it! Lick it real good!" Joe whispered.
His head was tilted back, his eyes closed while his fingertips curled and pressed hard against the sides of her skull.
Melanie nibbled around the sharp outline of the fat cock, flicking her tongue around the edges, then moving down to where she guessed the head was. When she clamped her lips over the end and applied pressure, she felt the big man's legs start to shiver. He was groaning, pressing his hands harder against her head, rocking slightly back and forth.
"Man, oh man, it's gotta run in the family," Joe whispered.
"What?"
"That fuckin' mouth. The old lady's got it, and so's the chick."
Melanie didn't want to guess what they had done to her mother. From their conversation she gathered her mother had been put through similar paces. How strange! She never would have thought of her mother as something hot. And yet, apparently, the woman was a hot number!
"OH!"
Joe was hunching into her, bending his knees, jabbing them against her face, sliding his thighs from side to side. She felt his dick pounding against the front of his faded Levi's. Was he going to want her to suck him off? She gagged, wondering what a dick like that would feel like in her mouth?
"Come on. Let's strip 'er," Joe said, pulling back from the young girl.
Melanie cried out again as they hauled her to her feet and started pawing her body. She twisted and turned, her hands fighting them every inch of the way. She tried shoving Mike away. Then Joe was behind her, his hands draped over her shoulders, his fingers tearing at the buttons of her blouse. There were more sounds of material ripping. Melanie felt the blouse tearing off her shoulders, slipping off her body. Her tits were free, swinging out into the air, then slapping back down onto her chest. Mike was pawing them, hefting up one boob, then pinching the nipple until she squealed like a stuck pig.
"Leave my daughter alone!" Tina cried out, tugging desperately, wildly at the ropes still holding her firmly to the water heater.
"Shaddup, bitch!" Joe snarled, tugging at Melanie's skirt. "You had your turn. Now your daughter's gonna get a taste of some all-American cock."
"No, stop it!"
Melanie felt her skirt tugging free of her waist. The zipper popped open, the waistband button flying across the room. Only her panties now were clinging to her tormented body.
"Oh no, no!"
She could still taste the leather on her lips as the men approached her. Melanie had backed up and was slightly bent over at the waist, her hands crossed over her tits while her widened eyes took in both men. Her heart was beating hard. Her pulse was racing through her body. Several strands of blonde hair hung over her face as she moved back, back until her buttocks pressed hard against the front of the double sink.
"like mother, like daughter. You think she wants to get fucked in the ass by the hose?" Joe asked, turning around and grinning at his partner.
"What?"
Melanie was horrified. Her mother had...had done something as horrible as...oh no, impossible!
"Come on, let's have at her!"
They rushed for the girl. Melanie screamed, closed her eyes and expected the worse. Melanie was not disappointed.
CHAPTER TEN
They fucked her fast and brutally. Tina tried tugging free of the heater several times, her legs beating against the concrete floor. The shrill cries of her raped daughter were a torture to her. At times she saw Melanie's bare white legs kicking out from under the men as they mounted her, tapped her pussy, slapped her several times when they became annoyed at her screams. Joe kept telling her she was enjoying it as much as her mother had. When Melanie tried denying this, he hit her hard with the flat of his hand, backhanding her when her shrieks turned into choked sobs of horror.
"This ol' rug's gettin' plenty of use," Mike commented, sliding down his Levi's and stepping out of them.
"Yeah, too bad it cost mama some comfort. But shit, the broad's made of old army boots. She can take it," Joe said, scratching his hairy balls, then stroking his rod to full thickness and length.
Tina groaned, horrified that her daughter was not only enduring the same kind of pain and humiliation she had suffered, but that she was learning of her depravity as well from these foul men!
"You first, man. I had 'er, the old lady, last time. I don't think I want her in the butt," Mike said, nodding toward the cringing teen.
They had stripped her completely, ripping her panties off just before throwing her roughly down on the rug that Tina had been double fucked on. Melanie now lay spread open. Her fingers clutched at the rough piling of the dirty throw rug. She felt the prickly material scratching the backs of her legs and her buttocks while the men stroked their dicks above her. She felt tears rolling down her flushed cheeks. Never, never again would she feel secure anywhere. Somewhere in the background Melanie could hear her mother sobbing. Oh God, she wished she could just roll over and die!
Joe fucked her first. He rolled on top of her, hunching his rod back and forth along the narrow groove between her thighs. Melanie's mouth was a tight scar as she felt the long, thick prick throbbing against her flesh. His balls dragged over her cuntal mound, making her clit respond deliciously to that stimulation. Even against her will, the girl was feeling something positive in her pussy. She closed her eyes, more tears oozing out. Melanie was crying for herself, for the lost innocence and for the way she was turning onto this horrible man!
"Nice pussy. Nice and young," Joe whispered.
He backed down, growling like a mad dog. Melanie jerked like a frightened snake when she felt his tongue sloshing all over her flesh. He was tonguing her tits, biting her nipples until she squealed. Mike squatted down just behind her head, holding her down to the rug with his big hands, his dick brushing over her nose. She sucked in a deep breath, smelling the strange combination of cum, sweat and pussy juice. Oh, he must have fucked her mother! She could still smell the aroma of that fuck on his groin!
Joe was snarling around her cuntal mound, twisting his head around, sticking his tongue into her furry hole while sucking hard. He drew out more and more juice, pinching her thighs while arousing her furry pussy more and more.
"Ughhh...noooo
Joe remounted her, sliding up, shoving his friend away while drawing his knees up and pressing them against her buttocks.
Melanie sighed, feeling electricity seep from her clit as the big man pressed his cockhead right over her clit. Mike was laughing at her, saying how reluctant she'd been earlier. But now she was gasping for dick...just like her mother.
"Not true...not..." Melanie couldn't talk any more. She was rocking her buttocks from side to side, directing his dickhead first against one cunt lip, then the other. It was as if she couldn't get enough stimulation from him. Her clit rolled under the pressure, sputtering with excitement. Twice she jerked her head up, her eyes wide. What had been triggered inside her? She dropped back down to the rug, moaning as a particularly powerful spasm shot through her cunt.
"Noooo..."
Joe was working his hips from side to side, reaming in his cock like a big-headed diamond drill. The thought of having all that cockmeat sliding into her made the young girl shiver.
But the shiver was premature. She squirmed, trying to slide onto his thick rod. But Joe was keeping it away from her, laughing, teasing her, making her actually beg silently for it.
"Too bad you can't see it, Mama. Your daughter's movin' around just like you. Betcha you taught 'er everything she knows, right, bitch?"
"You animals! Stop doing that to my daughter! STOP IT!" Tina was screaming, the words tearing from her throat. She pulled hard at the ropes biting into her wrists. The cold floor made her back ache as she struggled against the ropes, trying to break free and help her bound daughter.
But Melanie wasn't sure if she wanted release from her torture now. It wasn't torture. There weren't any whips, thumbscrews, cuffs. Instead she was being pinned to this rug, feeling that wonderful dick only inches away from her seeping cunthole. Melanie couldn't deny the truth from herself. She wanted that cock deep in her. It wasn't rape any longer. Something had happened to her, something that had changed her mind terribly. Now all she wanted was to have that hunk of meat spreading her open, tearing into her cunt.
Melanie centered her cunthole over his dickhead. She rubbed her stiff nipples against him. With a low moan the girl felt his dickhead spreading her pussylips apart and starting its entry.
"Man, she's hot, super hot," Joe grunted.
He could see she was moving her thighs like a woman triggered into high heat. He peered into the darkness and saw the dim white outline of Tina's twisting body. Yeah, yeah, the two of them were alike. Melanie was more inexperienced, younger, hotter in a way than her mother. She didn't know exactly how to move yet, but he'd teach her...he and his buddy. When they got through, there wouldn't be a virgin pore left on her!
"UNGHHHHHHH!"
The initial penetration was all she needed. When the wide head was still pressing against the outside of her cuntal mouth, Melanie felt the steamy tension start up in her crotch. She twisted on the rug, feeling the rough material gathering up around her buttocks.
Joe was biting her neck, licking down to her shoulders then back up to the side of her head while shoving his cock knob just past the most sensitive part of her cunt. The flared lobes on his cockhead stimulated the nerve-endings inside. The girl contracted her cunt muscles, milking him. He groaned, pinching her tits, driving his cock even deeper into her.
"Man, oh man, she's...ughhh...she's so fuckin' tight I can...hardly get into her."
The rising heat in her cunt made Melanie move frantically under the young man. He kept telling her to keep still. But she couldn't. Her pussy had been stoked by Jack's teasing just after their fuck. They would have screwed around again. But his father's early arrival ended any thoughts on that. Now with Joe squirming on top of her, his cock trenching out her hot little hole, Melanie was hot to trot, ready to cum at the drop of a hat.
"Stop it, bitch. I said...ughhhhooo!"
"Can't...can't..." Melanie panted, her head rolling from side to side.
She was swiveling her butt, pressing her belly against Joe's, begging him to fill her, to make her cum.
"Shit, I'm...ughhhh, I'm...FUCK!"
Melanie shivered, feeling his hard cock throbbing wildly inside her. He was shooting, spraying his hot load into her clutching pussy. The girl moved her thighs frantically, tilting her cunt up, trying to get more friction so she could climax with him.
"UGHHHOOOOO!"
Melanie scratched at his back like a cat. It was no use. She was close, so close. And yet she couldn't quite make it to the ridge. Soon she felt Joe's dick soften, the spasms growing less and less frantic. In a second he pulled out, drawing out gobs of cum and cunt juice.
"You want her?"
"Naw. Not sloppy seconds right now. But she's still hot. You didn't bring 'er off," Mike said, his eyes searching around the basement. He saw an empty bottle of bleach.
"What...? "
Melanie opened her eyes, staring heavy-lidded at Mike. He was scrambling under the sink, grabbing the cold long-necked bottle.
"You're gonna have a new friend. And he don't never get soft," Mike said, laughing as he gripped the bottle by the rounded bottom and traced the outline of her pussy with the tip.
Melanie shuddered, dropping her head down, her lips moving in silent prayer.
"Take it, baby, take it all. Just pretend it's my cock...my hot dick, reamin' you out, just like Joe's was."
He shoved the neck into her cunt. Melanie cried out, her legs jerking up, her knees nearly slapping against her tits. Her eyes widened while her nostrils flared. The girl's lower jaw slackened while drool oozed from the corners of her mouth. She raised her ass, then let it fall back on the ragged carpeting as the smooth cold glass penetrated her pussy. "Unnghhhh..."
Mike was corkscrewing the bottle, pushing it in deeper until Melanie couldn't take any more.
"The bottomless pit's got a bottom. Now fuck it, bitch. Come on, fuck that bottle 'til you go nuts!"
Melanie bit her lower lip, moving her hips slowly at first. Then the movements became faster and faster as the coldness warmed in her cunt. She closed her eyes and let her imagination take over. She thought of Jack, of the stranger who had just fucked her. But somehow that didn't really work. Then her thoughts concentrated on the obscenities these men were shouting at her, on the bottle drilling her cunt.
"Oh yes, yes," Melanie gasped, her fingers digging into her flexing thighs. She fucked the bottle hard, oblivious to the shame and humiliation she was bringing down on her head.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
"Ughhh...ughhh...oooooh!"
Melanie jerked her hips, raising her ass high above the throw rug. Mike reached over, pinching her nipples with one hand while keeping up the steady fucking rhythm of his bottle-screwing. Melanie couldn't keep up with him. Sweat broke out on her forehead and all over her belly and tits as she threw her hips up and down, listening to the soft sucking sounds the bottle made as it trenched out her pussy.
"OHHHHH!"
Melanie couldn't believe it. She was going to cum! She was actually going to reach orgasm with that damned bleach bottle pistoning in and out of her cunthole. The young girl threw her head from side to side. Howls and shrieks of delight ripped from her throat. Her cunt muscles sucked the bottle in deeper. The bottle jerked and bobbed, the smooth finish sucking softly against her pussyflesh. Her clit swelled to bursting. Soon, soon it would explode, blow apart and send her off reeling into that wonderful land of climax!
"UGHHHHHHHOOOOOOO!"
Melanie was blowing to pieces! Her clit exploded, making her legs kick up, then straighten and crash against the floor. During all that excitement and movement, the bottle shot out of her pussy, hitting her ankle. Melanie could feel the warm juices trickling out of her hole, seeping into her sweaty butt-crack and oozing into her shitter.
"Man, she's somethin' else. Bet these broads are regular nymphos," Mike commented.
A fucking machine. She and her mother. That was all they were good for. Were she and her mother the kind of women who could never get enough? Melanie had heard some of her friends talking about one girl at school who was like that. She would crouch in the bushes outside the gym and practically attack guys, almost begging them to fuck her. Now a shock raced through her brain as she felt the embers of her cum die away. Was she turning into one of those women?
Joe and Mike left her alone for several minutes. Neither of them allowed her to get up. Melanie lay on the filthy rug, one hand over her eyes, trying to regain control of her breathing. They had said they'd waited for her. Well, now they'd had her, done their dirty little thing on top of her. Were they going to let her and her mother go now, leave their home?
"You ever see two women make it before?" Mike suddenly asked.
A chill swept over Melanie's body. No, no, they couldn't be thinking of...of that!
"Or maybe see a broad fuck a dog? Man, that's somethin' else," Mike said, throwing back his head and laughing.
Melanie wondered if there was a dog in the wings, some dog they were going to drag out and fuck her and her mother with it.
"Yeah, too bad we ain't got mutts around here to sic on these sluts. Naw, I ain't interested in seein' two women makin' it. Waste of time. I could be fuckin' the shit outta them," Joe said, wiping his lips with the back of one hand.
Melanie lay there for what seemed like hours, her flesh growing cold as the men talked about fucking and beating women. She wondered if they were going to hang her from the overhead beam as they apparently had done to her mother.
It must have been toward midnight when Mike stirred from his sitting position. Tina had given up trying to break free and she lay as still as her daughter, waiting for the men to tire of their game and leave.
Melanie couldn't take the waiting any longer. She shot up, tucked her legs under her buttocks and stood up. Both Mike and Joe were taken by surprise as the girl flew past them and made it to the stairs. She had climbed three steps when Joe was on top of her, pulling her back to the basement.
"She's still got some life in her," he said, pinning her arms behind her and dragging her back to the carpet.
"Man, I ain't in the mood to fuck 'er. Come on, let's teach the bitch a lesson...same as we taught her old lady," Mike said, getting up and ambling over to the double sink. He was taking the rubber hose out of the double tub and checking the fixture. "But this time let's try the thing up her cunt. The old lady got an enema. Now the daughter's gonna get a douche."
"NO! NO!"
Melanie struggled, her feet sliding on the wet concrete, her back pressing against Joe's hairy chest. He still was holding her hard, his fingers pressing hard against her wrists. He nearly broke her bones, she thought, as he shoved her hard up against the sink.
"OOOHHHFFFF!"
He knocked the wind out of her with that hard forward thrust. She felt the cold porcelain against her belly. Joe was bending over, scooping her up into his arms, then swinging her legs over the forward lip of the heavy laundry sink, resting her ass on the edge while her feet dangled down toward the drain at the bottom. Mike was holding that black rubber hose, staring at her cum-smeared pussy.
"You're all dirty, honey," he said, waving the hose in front of her horrified face. "No, no, don't..." she whimpered.
"We gotta clean you up. Ain't nice for a little girl like you to go around with a pussy full of cum now, is it?"
Her thighs tensed as she watched Mike move the hose forward to her cunt. She tensed, her back stiffening, her head snapping back when she felt the cold touch of the rubber. Her tits rose on her chest, the nipples growing stiff and dark red once again. Mike inserted the hose, shoving it in, into her slick little cunt.
"Ohhh, what a nice girl you are," he cooed, his lips curling into a slick smile.
Reaching over, he gripped the spigot and turned it slightly. Melanie cried out, her eyes fluttering open when she heard the slight soft hiss of water. Peering down, she saw the hose twitch, swell, move as the water seeped through the rubber and into her cunt.
"OHHHHHHH!"
Her tits jiggled. Melanie felt warm water swirling around in her pussy. It was soothing, comforting, feeling that liquid rinsing out her poor, violated snatch.
"Oh, GOD, GOD!" It was Tina, realizing what was happening to her daughter. "Don't do it to her. She's too young...OHHHH!"
Melanie tried closing her legs. But Mike knocked them apart. He was fascinated by what was happening. He could actually see her cunt lips swelling, becoming bloated, reflecting the rising excitement the girl was feeling as she was being douched. Joe was still holding her hands tightly behind her, resting his chest against Melanie's back to give her support while she squatted on the edge of the laundry sink.
"UGHHHHH!"
The water was getting hotter now. She could feel her pussy membranes shrinking, growing wrinkled as the intensity of the heat grew. It was becoming uncomfortable, even painful. Mike grinned, reached over and turned on the cold water spigot.
"OH!"
She stiffened again, her head thrown back, her hair sweeping over her shoulders. The temperature in her cunt cooled down, but the intensity of the rushing water increased dramatically. It was like having a thousand tiny sucking tongues playing along her clit, stimulating it horribly! She started rocking her ass from side to side.
"YYYYAOOWWW!"
Mike had played a terrible trick on her. He turned off the hot water, leaving only the cold rushing into her cunt. It was as if someone had punched her in the cunt with a fist. Melanie nearly pitched forward into the sink. Joe held tightly onto her wrists, his dick growing stiff as he watched the girl screw herself onto the hose.
"Stop it!" Tina shrieked again.
"No, don't stop...no stop..." Melanie countered in a tight whisper.
Mike had turned the hot water back on. Her flesh was growing slick again with perspiration as the hot water rushed into her snatch. She groaned, feeling her clit vibrate against the rushing water. Twice she managed to snap her knees together, rubbing her thighs from side to side as droplets of water sprayed out from around the inserted rubber hose.
"UGHHHHH!"
How awful! She was cumming, cumming with no other stimulation than the water and the hose rubbing back and forth over her clit.
"Man, this is somethin' else," Joe said, shaking his head from side to side as he tightened his grip on the wildly pitching teenager.
"UNghhhhHHHRHHRRRR!"
For what seemed like hours the young blonde teen came and came, the water heating up instead of cooling down her pussy. When she was finally through, Melanie slumped forward, exhausted. Joe lifted her from the sink, lay her on the rug, then dressed hurriedly with his buddy.
"See you, ladies," Mike said, tucking in his T-shirt and starting up the stairs. "Didn't get any cash from you broads, but got somethin' a hell of a lot better."
"Yeah, we may stop on by sometime later," Joe added, quickly rushing up the stairs.
Tina lay quietly, not daring to breathe until she heard the kitchen door slam. Melanie was groaning. Raising her head, she saw the girl was playing with herself.
"Melanie! Quick, untie me!"
"Fucking, mother. That's all there is. Just good old fucking!" the girl cried, her head tossed back, her hair sweeping over her tits and shoulders. "Ohhhhh, good, hard cocks!"
"MELANIE!"
Tina realized her daughter was in shock.
It was some time before she could convince the girl to crawl over and untie her. Once freed she held her hysterical daughter in her arms, rocking her back and forth, soothing the teenager until Melanie finally, exhausted, slept.
Never, I'll never hold things back from her or myself again, Tina promised herself. It would take months, perhaps years, to come to terms with what happened here. But never again would she try to suppress her normal desires or her daughter's. Mike and Joe hadn't done what damage there was. It came from within, inside herself, inside Melanie. No, from now on they would be honest with themselves and with each other.
"Mother, are they gone?" Melanie whispered, waking up for a moment.
"Yes, dear, they won't be back. But we've got to talk later about...about all this."
Melanie sighed, then sank back into unconsciousness.
