Ever since there have been horny men and coy girls, there have been those saucy naughty little nymphets who just love to get things that they desire by wiggling their cute little butts in the faces of drooling males.
In this volume you will find three stories of cute little girls who decided that because they were so cute and desirable, life was going to be very easy.
In all three cases, justice is served, and the little bitches pay dearly for their cunning ploys.
In the first story you will read about a cockteasing cheerleader who teases one too many cocks and ends up taking pricks in all three of her holes from six members of her high school football team.
The second story deals with a student who figures she can get a sure A from her English teacher by offering her body to him. The man turns out to be an insane sadist and tortures her brutally in his punishment room.
And the third story deals with a teenage office girl who decides she can sleep her way to the top, but finds out what office politics are all about from the horny black boys in the mailroom.
Even in the imagination, revenge can be very sweet. Enjoy.
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DEE DEE TAKES ON THE TEAM
Dee Dee Soloway was a prick tease.
There was nothing that the little girl liked better than getting a handsome guys hopes up only to let him down at the most crucial moment.
She got a certain pride out of knowing how much men desired her.
She felt as if she were elevated in society by denying the part of her that men wanted most.
In spite of the many men that Dee Dee had spent time with, she was still very much a virgin.
Dee Dee found it easy to be a prick tease because she was the prettiest little girl in all of Rushdale.
She stood a fraction of an inch over five feet tall and was built on a small frame.
Dee Dee never weighed more than ninety-five pounds in her life.
She had light brown hair that hung straight down over her shoulders.
Her hair was cut so that it was longest in the very back where it spilled gracefully between her shoulderblades.
Her hair was parted in the middle and had been cut so that it fell down onto her forehead in bangs.
She had the sweet little face of an angel with big brown eyes that danced whenever she was happy.
Her eyelashes were very long and licked at her high cheekbones whenever she blinked or winked.
She had a tiny button nose that was turned up a little at the end.
Her mouth was small, but her lips were full and sensuous.
The boys in Rushdale thought that Dee Dee looked as if she needed to be kissed very badly.
She had pouting lips that made the boys in town ache when they imagined them wrapped around the base of their hard cocks.
Dee Dee had a small overbite that made her lips look even more kissable.
If she knew that a good looking guy was watching her she would sometimes run her tongue slowly over her upper teeth and smile as if she were doing a toothpaste commercial on television.
In spite of Dee Dee's tiny torso she had amazingly large breasts.
Her tits would have been big on a young lady of any size.
But they were truly extraordinary considering her petiteness.
The boys of Rushdale thought that Dee Dee's profile was one of her finest features.
In spite of her breasts size, they did not sag a fraction of an inch.
It would take more than the force of gravity to make those tits droop.
They sat up perky and firm, high on her tiny chest.
All of this even thought the little girl had never worn a bra in her life.
Dee Dee enjoyed the natural look, and she liked the idea that men could see her nipples getting hard and erect through whatever top she was wearing that day.
She knew that it would be many years before she would have to worry about wearing any supportive clothing for her big tits.
When she was growing up, Dee Dee's mother wanted her to wear a bra, because she thought it was the proper thing to do.
But Dee Dee insisted on going braless, saying that her tits were growing so rapidly that any bra would be too small by the time she got it home from the store.
Dee Dee's nipples were very large also, and they were positioned on her tits in such a way that they pointed slightly upward when she was sexually aroused.
Dee Dee had an amazingly slim waist, but her hips were round and firm.
The little girl had a perfect hourglass figure and she knew it.
She liked to wear her designer jeans so tight that they looked as if they had been painted onto her body.
She had a way of swinging her hips from side to side as she walked that drove guys crazy. Dee Dee would admit, if pressed, that she swung her hips a little more if she knew she was being admired by a handsome guy.
She loved it when the local men, the grown-ups, looked at her with lust in their eyes. Men had been known to cross the street or go out of their way just for the honor of walking behind Dee Dee.
Dee Dee liked to wear her jeans tight at the ankle, and she always wore a pair of open-toed spike high heels.
The only time she didn't wear high heels was when she was wearing her cheerleading outfit, during which time she wore white tennis shoes.
Dee Dee had nice legs, with slim thighs and trim ankles.
Not only did she have the kind of ankles that looked great in a pair of heels, but her legs looked wonderful when she was wearing the little blue skirt that went with her Rushdale High School cheerleading uniform.
The little girl wore a single gold ankle bracelet around her right ankle.
Since Dee Dee never allowed the boys to touch her below the waist, she had to find a way to get rid of her own sexual tensions.
She was only sixteen years old and already she was spending a great deal of time thinking about sex.
She knew that it would be very easy to find a lover, but she had little interest in the animalistic boys she went to high school with.
She enjoyed teasing them because she knew they only liked her for one reason.
If she were ever going to lose her virginity, it was going to be to one of the older men who knew how to treat a woman.
Or at least that was what she thought on this particular Thursday evening.
Dee Dee was alone in her bedroom and the rest of her family was already asleep.
But Dee Dee was all excited because the next night was the big football game against Caledonia High, and she had a date afterwards with the handsome quarterback of the football team, MacIntyre Symms.
She was looking forward to watching him limp away after she told him that she couldn't go all the way with him.
Dee Dee was feeling very horny and she knew that she would have to masturbate herself to orgasm if she were going to have any chance at all of getting to sleep at a reasonable hour.
Dee Dee shut her bedroom door and locked it securely.
She turned off the top light and turned on the little lamp on the night table beside her single bed.
This made the room look warm and shadowy, and she could feel her cunt start to ache as she thought about how good it was going to feel when she touched herself.
Dee Dee opened the door to her closet and stood in front of the full length mirror on the inside.
She blew a kiss to herself and couldn't help but giggle because she felt very naughty.
Sometimes Dee Dee had to masturbate while she was in school, because she was so horny she couldn't keep her mind on her studies.
She had learned to make herself come very rapidly by diddling her clit.
But when she was at home alone in her room she liked to take her time when she played with herself.
She knew from experience that her orgasms were better if she made herself wait a long time for them.
When she had some time to kill, like she did on this particular evening, she enjoyed exploring her body's potential for giving her pleasure.
She liked to explore her body slowly, and savor the varied and wonderful sensations she could give herself.
She always saved touching her clit for last, after she had built herself up slowly until she was on the edge of climax.
Dee Dee slowly unbuttoned the green blouse she was wearing and sighed as she saw her big tits pop out.
Her breasts quivered for a moment before they came to a rest high on her chest.
At that moment her tits looked as if they were made of especially firm gelatin.
Her nipples were already erect as she pulled her shirt open.
Her nipples were the size of silver dollars, and at that moment they were aching.
They yearned to be pinched and pulled by her expert fingers.
Dee Dee could feel the blood pumping down her body into the sensitive regions between her slim thighs.
Dee Dee rolled her fingertips over her nipples for a moment and heard herself let out a small moan that seemed to come from deep in her throat.
She felt her nipples quiver and grow even larger beneath her touch.
She could feel the blood flowing into both her inner and outer cunt lips.
She could tell that it wouldn't be long before the tissues of her pussy were fully engorged with that blood.
She could tell that the glands in her cunt were starting to produce their natural lubrication.
She could feel her cunt getting wetter by the second.
She could tell that she was making a wet stain in the crotch of her soft white panties.
Her panties were so tight that they had worked their way up between the fat outer lips of her virgin vagina.
Dee Dee had long fingers, and she carefully manicured her fingernails so that they were long and all very close to the same length.
She kept her fingernails painted a deep red color which she thought went very well with her fair complexion.
Dee Dee was the sort of girl who had to worry about going out in the sun for too long.
She had to go through two or three painful sunburns at the beginning of each summer before the tanning process would begin.
But it was late autumn in Rushdale and there was a long winter ahead before Dee Dee would have to worry about getting burned by the sun again.
Rushdale had very severe winters because of its nearness to Lake Ontario.
Rushdale was a very small town built alongside the Genesee River, about fifteen miles south of Rochester.
Many of the people who lived in the town were farmers, although there were a few white collar people who commuted into the big city every day.
It was the sort of town where everybody knew everybody else, and it was damn near impossible to keep a secret.
All of the streets were lined with large maple trees that made the streets look like green tunnels in the summer.
All of the houses were painted white, as if there was a law that said no other color would be tolerated.
Most of the leaves had turned brown and had already fallen from the trees, and there was much raking left to be done.
One of the reasons that Dee Dee had gone to such extremes to keep her virginity was that a girl could ruin her reputation in Rushdale with a single indiscretion.
Dee Dee kicked off her high heels and wiggled her toes against the red rug that covered the floor of her bedroom.
She ran her fingertips down the flat plain of her soft belly until she was touching the tops of her designer jeans.
She unsnapped the single snap that held the tops of her jeans fastened, and slowly pulled down the zipper to her fly.
She then hooked her thumbs under her jeans and the elastic to her panties at the same time.
Her jeans were so tight that she had to wiggle her hips from side to side as she pulled them off.
She pointed her toes like a perfect little lady as she unclad.
Her toenails, which were round and cute, were painted the same color as her fingernails.
She then stood naked in front of the mirror and she allowed her fingertips to graze the top of her tiny pubic patch.
Dee Dee knew from taking showers with the other girls after gym class that she had very little pubic hair.
Most girls had an inverted triangle of hair above their pussies, plus hair on their outer cunt lips and in between the cheeks of their asses.
But Dee Dee only had a couple of locks of light brown hair growing just above her clit.
She had no hair growing at all on either side of her vulva.
And she was equally bald in between her round firm buttocks.
She had heard that lack of body hair was a sign of a pure blood line.
It did not surprise Dee Dee because she had always figured that she was a pedigree. She could feel her clitoris starting to swell at the top of her pussy.
Dee Dee turned so that her back was to the mirror.
She looked back over her shoulder so she could see the creamy cheeks of her ass.
She could feel the ache in her pussy growing in leaps and bounds.
She shut the door to her closet and padded over to the side of her bed.
She sprawled on her back on the center of the bed after first putting two pillows on top of one another to prop up her head.
She opened her thighs to a perfect ninety degree angle, and raised her smooth knees slightly in the air.
She touched her nipples once again and this time she could feel her hips start to gyrate.
She writhed a little on the bed moving her hips first from side to side.
She then moved her hips slowly up and down as if she were pretending that she had a real cock up inside her cunt.
Her clit was firm and erect by this time, and it was poking its tiny head out from under its fleshy sheath.
Her lower abdomen felt as if it were on fire, and she could feel a great yearning inside her pussy where she had never been touched.
She got her nipples between her thumbs and forefingers, arching her fingers so that her long fingernails would not get in the way.
She rolled her nipples for a moment and then gave them a series of sharp squeezes that sent ripples of pleasure running up and down her spine.
She squeezed in the same rhythm as her heartbeat, which was pounding so hard that she thought she could hear it.
Dee Dee found it increasingly difficult to breathe normally as her sexual arousal became greater.
She was starting to take short gasping breaths, panting like the wild animal she hoped to one day become.
She felt superior over men. She knew that she would be able to use her beauty for many years to get anything she ever wanted.
Dee Dee figured that she could get rich without working if she played her cards right.
The little girl knew that things often came easy for beautiful women, and she fully intended to take advantage of that fact.
She figured that no other girl in the town would be able to get as many dates as she did even though she didn't "put out."
Dee Dee thought about the expression on MacIntyre Symms' face when he realized that he too was going to fail to score with the enigmatic little girl.
The sad puppy looks that the boys gave her made Dee Dee feel very powerful, and even though she knew she was being mean, she liked the way it felt very much.
Dee Dee squeezed her nipples so hard that a little pain was mixed with her pleasure.
Dee Dee learned early on in her masturbatory career that a little pain felt good when she was very horny.
Though that didn't make any sense to her rational mind, it was very difficult for her to think rationally when she was working herself toward orgasm.
After she squeezed her nipples as hard as she could she began to pull on them so that the skin around them was stretched tight.
She did this repeatedly, always allowing them to snap back into place just when the sensation became unmanagable.
Her nipples were so swollen and erect by the time she was done playing with them that each of them had grown to be almost a full inch long.
But her lower torso was on fire and she could not keep herself from touching down there any longer.
She placed her long fingernails on the insides of her thighs, very close to her knees, and clawed lightly downward until she came very close to touching the pink swollen outer lips of her cunt.
Her whole body shuddered with the pleasure this caused and she could feel thick gooseflesh forming all over her tiny torso Again she let out a tiny moan, and she reminded herself not to make too much noise as the urge to scream out got greater.
She didn't even want to think about how embarrassing it would be if her parents knew that she was masturbating.
Dee Dee figured that her father would kick the shit out of her if he knew that she was touching herself in an impure manner.
She told herself that she would have to bite her bottom lip to keep herself quiet when it came time for her to enjoy the bliss of her orgasm.
She repeatedly caressed the insides of her thighs with her fingernails and she could feel her asshole start to tingle.
There was a yearning inside her bowels that was not terribly different from the one she was feeling inside her cunt.
Dee Dee didn't know very much about anal intercourse, but she had heard that only perverts did things like that.
In spite of that, Dee Dee figured that when the time came for her to go all the way with a man, she would enjoy getting fucked in the ass very much.
Dee Dee could feel her tiny toes curling under and clutching at her red bedspread.
This always happened when she was especially aroused by her own caresses.
She was writhing a little harder on the bed as she rolled back so that her weight was off of her buttocks and on the small of her back.
At the same time she lifted her feet up off the bed and stretched her legs up in the air so that her toes were pointed at the ceiling.
She kept her thighs parted as she drew back her knees so that they were almost touching her incredibly swollen nipples.
In this position her ass cheeks and the tender flesh in between them were exposed and available to her fingers.
She ran her fingernails lightly over the cheeks of her ass for a long time and then used her fingertips to massage that flesh.
She pulled her ass cheeks apart so far that the skin in the crack was stretched taut and she could feel cool air on her puckered asshole.
She ran a single finger up and down the crack of her ass, letting out small grunting noise at the joy this caused her.
She had a great urge to plunge her fingers deep up inside her asshole, but she was afraid to because she thought her long fingernails would scratch and hurt her internal tissues.
She ran the tip of her forefinger in a little circle all around the ring of muscle at her rectum.
She patted at her asshole with her fingertips and she could feel the natural lubrication that had formed in a pool at the base of her cunt in between her inner lips start to drip out.
She could smell the scent of her own sexuality coming from her cunt, and this made her even hornier.
She couldn't ignore her cunt any longer. The ache she was feeling in her loins at that point was near maddening.
She could tell that she wouldn't have to play with her clit for very long at all before she would have a crushing orgasm.
She slowly lowered he feet back down to the bed and placed the forefinger on her right hand at the base of her pussy.
She ran that fingertip all around the outer lips of her cunt, feeling the flesh swell and vibrate as she touched it.
She was panting very hard at that point, and her face was starting to turn red from the exertion of her sexual tension.
She could feel herself start to perspire as her cunt rapidly grew hotter.
The tension in her loins was reaching the saturation point and she could tell how ecstatic the pleasure was going to be when the dam finally burst and all of that tension was released in sharp contractions.
Dee Dee's inner cunt lips protruded the furthest out of that slit.
Those lips, which surrounded her fuck hole, curled back a little at the edges, making her cunt look like a pink rose.
She ran her finger up and down the outer edges of her inner labia, prying them apart a little as she touched them.
She worked a single finger between those lips and she could feel the muscles in her legs begin to tense.
Dee Dee shut her eyes and felt her lips draw back over her pearly white teeth into a sardonic grimace.
Once again she had a tremendous urge to plunge her fingers deep inside herself.
She had to mentally struggle to keep herself from violating her virgin cunt right then and there.
She did not want to do this because her hymen was still intact.
She figured that there was no point in staying a virgin if she didn't have an intact cherry to prove it.
She figured that she would save her cherry and present it as a gift to the man she chose to be her first lover.
Dee Dee could feel the tip of her fingernail pressing against the thin membrane that had, for so long, protected her maidenhood.
She could feel that skin stretch a little, and she knew that it would be no match for a hard cock when it came time for her to get fucked for the first time.
Dee Dee explored every nook and cranny of her cunt with the exception of her clit.
But she was a lot better at teasing men than she was at teasing herself.
Her craving was so severe that she could no longer deny herself the joy of coming.
With the forefinger of left hand she drew back the flesh sheath above her clit so the entire visibly portion of her clitoris was exposed.
With the forefinger on her other hand she touched the center of her womanly pleasure for the briefest possible moment.
But even this most subtle caress made her hips jerk upward.
Dee Dee's mouth fell gaping open and her eyes closed tightly.
Her face turned even redder and a dilated vein in her temple began to throb visibly.
She dabbed at her clit with the ball of flesh at the tip of her forefinger, quickly getting herself to the verge of orgasm.
She tried to keep herself on that edge for as long as possible, but she couldn't hold out for very long at all.
She placed her finger on her love button once again and this time she kept it there.
She could feel the massive explosions of pleasure starting in her cunt immediately.
She began to roll her clit around in a small sensuous circle.
As the first major wave of pleasure spread to fill her body, she began to flick her finger back and forth across that magic spot.
The pleasure ran down her thighs all the way to her toes.
She could feel the bliss rushing up her spine into her brain.
Even her scalp tingled the orgasm was so incredibly intense.
She thought that her orgasm was going to go on forever.
But all good things have to come to an end and Dee Dee convulsions of lust died down.
She felt the ecstasy of her orgasm being replaced by the warm contentment of her afterglow.
Immediately she felt sleepy and she crawled under her covers never suspecting that her virginity had less than twenty four hours to live.
CHAPTER TWO
Dee Dee didn't know very much about football but she sure did know how to lead a cheer. During the time outs she would go out with the other cheerleaders and scream and jump, working the crowd into a frenzy.
Of course there were men in the stands that got worked into a frenzy by Dee Dee in a way that had nothing to do with football.
Dee Dee had a lot of trouble keeping her mind on the game also.
She kept looking at MacIntyre Symms, the handsome blond quarterback, thrilled in anticipation of the cruel number she was going to lay on him.
She knew that the guy had a reputation for being quite a stud.
She liked to tease the handsome popular boys the most because she knew that they were used to getting what they wanted.
It made her seem more powerful in her own mind if she denied her body to men who were not used to having their gas shut off.
The game was held in the small football stadium behind Rushdale High School.
They had installed lights alongside the field the previous year, making Friday night football games possible.
The bleachers ran on one side of the field in between the forty yard lines, and they were packed with both fans from Rushdale and Caledonia.
Rushdale ended up winning the game 21-18, and MacIntyre Symms, to Dee Dee's delight, turned out to be the star of the game.
He threw for two beautiful touchdowns and ran a bootleg for the third.
Caledonia was Rushdale High School's arch rival, so the victory was sweet.
The football team was laughing and joking in the showers afterward.
MacIntyre Symms' friend, Bernard Shakey, one of the running backs, came up to the handsome blond quarterback in the shower and said, "So what's in the game plan for you tonight, Mac old boy?"
"I have a date with Dee Dee Soloway. I thought I'd drive her up to Stokoe's hill." MacIntyre said.
"Sucker," Bernard said, and ran the back of his hand over his lips with a laugh.
"What do you mean, sucker?" MacIntyre asked, a look of concern crossing his face.
"The chick is bad news," Bernard said. "She builds you up just to let you down."
"Cock tease?" MacIntyre asked, as if the idea struck him as absurd.
"The worst," Bernard said. "You're gonna be walking home with a limp."
"Hell I will. MacIntyre Symms always gets what he wants."
"Bullshit, Mac. No one has scored on Dee Dee yet, and I got no reason to think you are going to be any different."
"I am different. She won't be able to say no after she gets a glimpse of my charms."
MacIntyre made a vague gesture toward the long thick tube of cock meat that dangled between his muscular thighs.
"What are you going to do if she says no.
You have to consider it a possibility, MacIntyre. After all, she doesn't have a reputation for saying yes."
"Bernard, if she says no I'll just have to crack her once in the jaw and do it to her before she wakes up."
Both of the football players laughed, and then Bernard's eyes lit up as an entertaining thought struck him.
"Where are you taking her?" Bernard asked, obvious that there was something very devious on his mind.
"I was going to take her up to the cow pasture at Stokoe's. Remember the time we tried to ride the cows."
"Yeah, my mother was pissed because I came home with cow shit all over me. I know the spot."
"What business is it of yours?" MacIntyre asked, soaping up his crotch with a big bar of white soap.
"I figured that me and some of the boys would go up there tonight. If she starts to pull her old tricks on you, you might need some assistance."
"You wanna have a gang bang?" MacIntyre asked, lifting his balls so he could rinse the soap from underneath them.
"Sloppy seconds!" Bernard called out, and again both of the football players laughed heartily.
Dee Dee took a shower after the game also with the other cheerleaders, and after she dried off she put on a tight pair of jeans and a tight sweater that showed off her ample bosom.
She liked to wear tops that left no doubt about the shape nor size of her tits.
She put her sneakers in her locker and switched into a pair of high heels that were so tall it looked like Dee Dee was walking on her toes when she wore them.
She sprayed a little musk oil behind each ear, on her wrists and behind her right knee. She wore the kind of musk that changed scent depending on a person's body chemistry.
She knew that her body chemistry did magic things to the oil.
By the time she met MacIntyre she would smell so good that he would probably get a boner right away.
MacIntyre left the locker room alone and waited outside the girl's showers for Dee Dee to come out.
He and Bernard had formulated their plan so that Dee Dee would never know that the two of them weren't alone until it was too late for her to save herself.
Bernard was going to park his car, filled with other members of the team, about a half mile down the road.
When MacIntyre gave the sign by blasting his horns three times in quick succession, the other members of the team would know that it was time for them to make their move.
The boys were not going to be satisfied until all of them had gotten a little piece of her boiling honey pot. Dee Dee ran out of the locker room and immediately ran up to MacIntyre.
She had a big grin on her face, and MacIntyre thought that she ran very funny in those high heels.
The shoes forced her to run, taking very short strides, and he could see her huge tits bouncing up and down.
She wrapped her tiny hands around MacIntyre's neck.
She intertwined her fingers and clung to him tightly.
She could feel the little hairs at the base of his skull standing on end.
"My hero!" Dee Dee exclaimed and tilted her head up toward the handsome blonde quarterback.
"Did you enjoy the game, Dee Dee?" MacIntyre asked, his face getting so close to hers that he could feel a little of her hot breath on his cheek.
"I loved it. I think it was the best football game I have ever seen in my whole life!" she said, her eyes twinkling.
MacIntyre knew that it had been an exceptional football game.
Not only had he played spectacularly in all four quarters, but he had scored the winning touchdown with less than thirty seconds left in the game.
He could feel his balls start to ache as he looked at Dee Dee's bitching body.
"Was I good enough to deserve a kiss?" MacIntyre asked, moving his hands so that his palms were flat at the small of Dee Dee's back.
As they stood next to one another he towered a full head over her.
Dee Dee knew that he weighed more than twice as much as she did.
She thought about it for a second and concluded that his thighs were bigger around than her waist.
"You were good enough to deserve a lot of kisses!" Dee Dee said.
"And some hugs too?"
"Definitely some hugs too," Dee Dee said, and she parted her lips a little bit.
MacIntyre looked at her full sensuous lips as they pouted for him.
He could feel the blood pumping down his body into his cock.
His cock was starting to throb and he could feel it getting a little bigger with each beat of his heart.
He knew that it wouldn't be very long at all before he would have a raging hard-on crammed inside his tight faded jeans.
And MacIntyre never liked to get a hard-on unless he was fully sure that his sexual tension would soon be appeased.
He looked down into her eyes and pulled her tightly against him.
He could feel her big tits pressed flat against his muscular chest.
He could feel her nipples, hard and erect, pressing against him.
He touched his lips to hers very gently and they both closed their eyes.
In a matter of seconds Dee Dee offered her tongue to the handsome boy.
MacIntyre lightly touched the tip of his tongue to hers.
They both shuddered, and MacIntyre could feel his cock get even harder when he heard the pretty little girl sighing in the middle of the kiss.
They rolled their tongues together for a long time, and Dee Dee could feel her own cunt starting to ache.
She knew that she would have to masturbate twice on this particular night if she were going to get to sleep.
MacIntyre was so handsome, and kissed so nice, that Dee Dee knew it would take all of her concentration and willpower to keep things from getting out of hand.
Dee Dee thought that it made her a better person to have the ability to say no even though her body was screaming yes.
Sometimes shutting a guy's gas off was really easy because Dee Dee was filled with a little distaste for them.
But she really liked MacIntyre, and making it with him did not seem like such a bad idea at all.
"Yessirree," Dee Dee said to herself, as she felt MacIntyre's tongue exploring the area under her own, stimulating her salivary gland. "This one is going to take all of my skills."
They were both breathless with passion by the time the kiss ended.
Their lips were wet and shiny from the spittle they had shared.
They looked into each other's eyes again, and MacIntyre moved his hands so that he was holding her by the side of the waist.
"My car is in the parking lot. Would you like to go for a ride someplace with me?" MacIntyre asked sweetly.
"Ummmmm," Dee Dee said rolling the tip of her tongue over her pearly white overbite. "I can't think of a better idea."
MacIntyre knew that if what Bernard had told him was true, Dee Dee was one hell of a little actress.
If he hadn't been warned ahead of time, he would have been very sure he was going to get lucky.
MacIntyre took Dee Dee's hand and led her across the grass field to the blacktop parking lot on the other side of the school building.
It was late autumn and there was a chill in the air, that made them both think that winter was on its way.
The wind made a sound as it whipped through the trees that it only made at that time of the year.
Dee Dee could hear the dried dead leaves whipping around in that wind, and she knew that it would be cozy and warm in the front seat of MacIntyre's car.
MacIntyre gave Dee Dee's hand a little squeeze and she squeezed back.
They used their thumbs to give each other subtle caresses as they held hands on the way to MacIntyre's car.
It was a beutiful night in Upstate New York.
There wasn't a cloud in the sky and there were many stars.
The Big Dipper was easy to find, and the moon was full.
It was the perfect kind of night for turning into a werewolf, which wasn't very different from what MacIntyre had in mind.
He knew that he was going to get lucky one way or the other.
He would have preferred that it be just he and she fucking in the back seat of his car, but he knew that he had reinforcements available if she decided that she was going to put up a struggle.
MacIntyre had agreed with Bernard that he would be the first one to get inside her cunt if they all decided to fuck her.
He figured that was only fair. After all she was his date.
MacIntyre opened the passenger door for Dee Dee and she pointed her toes like a perfect little lady as she climbed in.
MacIntyre then walked around the front of the car to his own side, whistling a happy tune to himself.
He got in the driver's side and slammed the door shut behind him.
It was MacIntyre's father's car, an LTD, with a wide back seat that was remarkably comfortable for fucking in.
Dee Dee immediately slid across the seat so that the sides of her thighs were touching his.
This wouldn't be the first time that he would spill his semen in the back seat of his old man's car.
He turned on the engine and then flicked on the radio.
He turned the tuning knob back a forth a little bit until he found WBBF, which was his favorite local rock and roll station.
They were playing a new song by The Rolling Stones, and immediately Dee Dee felt a lot warmer than she had outdoors.
She hoped that she didn't catch a cold. She had gotten very sweaty while leading the cheers during the football game, and she had been close to shivering by the time she got out of her uniform and into the hot shower.
MacIntyre spun his back tires like a hot dog as he pulled out of the parking lot, which was Bernard and the boys cue to follow.
MacIntyre laid down two long patches of rubber on the blacktop of the high school parking lot as he pulled out onto North Rd., and headed south for the big hill where young lovers often went to get to know each other better.
The hill, in fact, was often referred to as Sex Hill, which was appropriate for some, but bothersome to those who used its privacy primarily to slurp lager until vomiting became inevitable.
Dee Dee put her hand on MacIntyre's knee as he drove.
She ran her fingernails slowly and lightly, up and down the top of MacIntyre's upper thigh.
Dee Dee had always loved the sound that her fingernails made when they scratched at the worn fabric of a tight pair of jeans.
She could tell that she was getting all wet and sticky down between her thighs.
She knew that it wouldn't be long before a wet spot would form on the crotch of her soft white panties.
She could tell that both her inner and outer cunt lips were starting to swell as the blood pumped into them.
She could feel her clit growing larger and poking its head out from under thr foreskin above it.
Dee Dee began to wonder if being a prick tease was worth the effort.
She usually tried to keep thoughts like that thrust into the back of her mind. Dee Dee knew that to be a prick tease it was necessary to be a tease to her own cunt as well.
The theory was that men desired her and she was nonchalant about it all.
In reality, she sometimes thought that she needed to get laid as badly as they did.
Such thoughts were always most plentiful in the front of her consciousness when she was with a guy that really turned her on.
She figured that MacIntyre was the handsomest guy she had ever been out with.
She knew that if her cherry survived the evening, she would never have to worry about being weak of will again.
MacIntyre turned the car down a dirt road that led up to the top of Sex Hill.
He looked in his rear view mirror just before he made the right hand turn.
He could see the headlights from Bernard's car about a half mile down the road.
Everything was working perfectly, and he told himself that under no circumstances should he let his emotions get in the way.
There is no room for hearts when one is planning a gang bang.
MacIntyre was feeling an urge to fall in love, and the thought scared the shit out of him.
He told himself to turn his heart into ice and not think about how nice it would be to be stranded on a desert island with Dee Dee.
MacIntyre knew that such feeling would really plague him if they remained until he had to watch his friends holding her down and plowing her.
The dirt on the road was dry, and MacIntyre's car kicked up a big cloud of dust behind him.
He pulled off the main dirt road into a small clearing beside a barbed-wire fence.
On the other side of the fence were the cows, mooing at the moon.
He could hear the sound of Bernard's car on the road behind him.
He heard that sound stop, and he knew the trap had been set.
He wondered what the boys would do if their aid was not needed.
He wondered how long they would wait there if he got lucky on his own.
He could imagine the scene in Bernard's car at that moment.
He knew that they had the radio blasting and that there were cold six packs of beer on the floor of the back seat.
He even suspected that they would be partying so heartily that they wouldn't even hear his signal when he gave it.
But MacIntyre Symms' vision of the scene in Bernard's car was dead wrong.
There were five guys crammed into that car and the radio was not on at all.
They all got out of the car and listened carefully.
None of them were terribly interested in drinking beer at all.
The thought of balling Dee Dee Soloway made drinking a substance that would deaden their nerve-endings seem ridiculous.
They were all very happy fellows because of their victory, and the thought of ramming their pricks into a cock tease seemed to be the perfect icing on a perfect cake. They could feel their cocks getting larger in their pants as they lounged around the front of Bernard's car waiting.
It had occurred to Bernard that their mission might be aborted.
MacIntyre was smooth, and if anyone could pop the little girl's cherry it was he.
MacIntyre shut off the engine to his car and turned the key all the way to the left so he could continue listening to the radio.
He turned to Dee Dee and they kissed once again.
"I think you are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen Dee Dee," MacIntyre said to the little girl.
"Thank you," Dee Dee said. She had heard this line from other guys but for some reason it was different when MacIntyre said it.
Dee Dee cuddled up against him and she felt MacIntyre's fingers running lightly over the front of her blouse.
She knew that he was going to start fondling her tits.
Dee Dee knew that she was playing with fire when she allowed him to touch her there.
Not just because she was encouraging him, but because it felt so good she never wanted him to stop.
So there they were, feeling warm, and trying so hard to be cold.
Both of them were denying the emotions that had emerged naturally.
Dee Dee wanted to think of MacIntyre as just another dumb jock so she wouldn't feel guilty about shutting his gas off.
MacIntyre wanted to think of Dee Dee as just an evil prick tease because he did not want to feel guilty when he and his friends ganged up on her and violated her every orifice.
MacIntyre rolled his fingertips over Dee Dee's nipples and she let out a little moan from the back of her throat.
"Do you like the way that feels?" he asked, in a voice no louder than a whisper.
His mouth was very close to the little girl's shell-like ear at that point.
She could feel his warm breath inside her ear and this made her shiver.
She could feel the little hairs at the back of her neck standing on end.
She could feel her skin being covered with goose flesh.
"Uh huh," she said, "it feels wonderful, but I think you should stop."
MacIntyre opened his fingers and took her left breast in his palm.
His hand was still on the outside of her sweater and he could feel how firm her tits were nonetheless.
"Why?" MacIntyre asked, but he did not move his hand.
In fact he gave her tit a little squeeze that sent ripples of pleasure directly down Dee Dee's spine into her swelling cunt.
She gasped as he squeezed her tit, and sighed.
She knew that there was no way she could be cruel to the handsome boy.
She decided her best bet was to be completely honest with him.
She would lay her cards on the table, and pray to God that he would understand where she was coming from.
"I'm a virgin, MacIntyre. I don't want you to get carried away," she said, her voice shaking a little from nervousness.
"But there has to be a first time for everything, Dee Dee."
"I know but I just don't think I'm ready to go all the way."
"You are a big girl now, Dee Dee. Don't you think it's time that you found out what it's like to be a woman."
"No, MacIntyre. It's not that I don't want to, it's that I can't. I made a promise to myself that I would be good."
"So what am I allowed to do, Dee Dee?" MacIntyre asked.
"You can kiss and hug me all you want. I like it," Dee Dee said.
"But when I go home I'm going to be a very horny young quarterback, aren't I?"
"Sorry," Dee Dee said, and her big eyes told MacIntyre that she was being sincere.
MacIntyre took his hand from her breasts and took a deep breath.
After a short battle with his conscience he blasted the car horn three quick times.
CHAPTER THREE
"What did you do that for?" Dee Dee asked, and she could see the expression on MacIntyre's face change.
She could see that he no longer had the charming smile crossing his handsome face.
In fact she could see that his face had turned red in the moonlight.
It was obvious that the quarterback was filled with anger.
He was breathing very hard and he gripped the steering wheel so hard that all of his knuckles turned white.
"You'll see, tease," MacIntyre said. "Don't worry, you aren't going to be a virgin for much longer. I have a few of my friends waiting for you. We decided that it was high time you got your uppity little ego cut down to size. By the time we are through with you, you will be so well fucked that I'll be surprised if you can walk without a limp."
MacIntyre's eyes were fiery with anger and lust and he threw back his head and let out a loud laugh.
Dee Dee realized that she was going to be gang-banged by a bunch of football players and the thought filled her with horror.
She could feel her body become immediately drenched with the ugly cold sweat of uncontrollable anxiety.
"Please don't do this to me," Dee Dee said, with a pathetic whine etched into her voice.
Fear made her voice sound a lot higher pitched than it did normally.
This had the effect of making her sound very young.
"I have to do this to you," MacIntyre said, and he could feel his heart turning to stone.
And that was just the condition he wanted his heart to be in.
He knew that he would no longer have to worry about his emotions getting in the way of a real good time.
Dee Dee could feel her heart beating so hard she thought it was going to beat its way right out of her chest.
Her stomach felt as if all of a sudden it were filled with creepy crawly things that made her feel very uncomfortable.
The muscles in her legs felt as if they were made of mud.
She knew that all of her efforts were about to go down the drain.
She was going to be repaid for all of the cocks she had teased.
The revenge of the jocks would be sweet. They weren't going to stop until they were all appeased, and Dee Dee knew that by that time she would be thoroughly humiliated and degraded by the experience.
She thought about running away, but then she remembered that she was wearing a pair of expensive high heels.
She would be running away from athletes who ran all the time.
She gave up the idea quickly. She knew that there was no point in trying to talk sense into their skulls.
So she conceded, rather quickly in fact, to letting them have their way with her.
She figured that if she surrendered without a fight, there would be less of a chance that they would hurt her severely.
At that moment she looked out the front window of the car and she could see the five jocks trotting into the clearing in the woods with looks of unappeased lust in their eyes.
Bernard Shakey, the running back, was out in front of the rest of the pack.
"Okay," Dee Dee said, feeling her emotion working its way up into her throat. "Everybody gets to fuck me. I won't fuss."
MacIntyre smiled and got out of the car. He waved at his friends as they approached.
"Dee Dee says we all get to fuck her!" he called out.
The five other boys all cheered and Dee Dee slowly got out of the car as if the muscles in her legs were stiff.
She moved as if her knees were rusty and needed to be oiled badly.
"I don't want to get my clothes dirty," Dee Dee said, showing the first signs of a sob in her voice.
"I'll take care of everything," MacIntyre said and opened up the back door of the car so he could fish out a large blanket.
He spread the blanket on the ground next to the barbed wire fence and Dee Dee couldn't help but look at the circle of huge football players that had gathered in a semi-circle around her.
She could see that each of the jocks had a big bulge in the crotch of their trousers, and she knew that before she was done she would get a chance to sample the joys of each of their cocks.
She could feel big tears welling up in her eyes at that point.
Her eyes immediately became red and swollen from those tears.
Her eyes finally overflowed and salt water streamed down over the pretty little girl's high cheekbones.
Her cheeks were stained by the tracks of those tears.
They ran all the way down her face into the corners of her mouth.
Her tears tasted salty and bitter as they met her tongue.
Her tears felt as if they were filled with hopelessness and despair.
But at the same time something was happening to Dee Dee's body, something that she would not have anticipated.
She could feel the swelling in her cunt suddenly increase.
In a matter of seconds her pussy was fully engorged with blood.
Her clit was as erect as if got and it was quivering at the top of her virgin cunt slit.
She could feel intense heat spreading across her lower abdomen.
Her loins ached with a yearning to be penetrated deeply.
She could even feel her asshole tingling in anticipation.
Their was an ache of desire spreading from her anus into her inner bowels.
She reached down to her waist and quickly pulled her tight sweater over her head.
She heard all of the boys gasp as he big tits came popping out like two firm scoops of vanilla ice cream.
Her nipples were very hard and the boys could feel their salivary glands quickly begin to work overtime.
They all had to concentrate very hard on swallowing frequently.
Even as horny as they were, they would have considered it a loss of face to drool over the sexy girl undressing before them.
She folded the sweater and put it on the hood of MacIntyre's car.
The air felt cold on her naked tits, but she knew that she would not notice the temperature as much after the fucking started.
She could feel sexual tension deep inside her cunt more intense than she had ever known it to be before.
It was as if her body already knew that the teasing was over.
This time Dee Dee was going to be subjected to massive amounts of the real thing.
She kicked off her high heels and pulled down her pants and her panties at the same time.
In seconds she was as naked as the day she was born, and she moved so that she was on her back in the center of the blanket.
She moaned a little and closed her eyes as she thought about what was going to happen.
Her crying stopped and she parted her thighs so MacIntyre would be able to see how swollen and wet her cunt was in the light of the full moon.
MacIntyre quickly removed his own shirt and shoes, not caring if they got dirty.
Football players, as a rule, don't care about getting a little dirt on their clothes.
He slowly unbuckled the thick belt that held his pants up and unsnapped the snap.
He pulled sown the zipper to his fly and then hitched down his pants and his underwear.
His long thick cock snapped out and pointed straight out from his hips.
Dee Dee gasped with awe as she saw the size of his prick.
For a moment she thought there was no way such a large prick would ever fit all the way inside her, although she had to admit that it was going to be fun trying.
She knew that there was going to be a great deal of pain along with the pleasure during this gang bang.
But she did not fear the pain the way one might think that she would.
In fact, she knew that the pain was only going to make her pleasure more intense.
She knew that she had earned this abuse, and fair was fair.
She thought about the way she liked to hurt her nipples when she made herself come.
She could see MacIntyre's big cock bobbing up and down, pointing slightly upward with sexual tension.
His cock had to be ten inches long, and Dee Dee tried to imagine how deep inside her it could go.
It was so thick that she knew her cunt walls would have to stretch open as far as they would go for complete penetration to be achieved.
"I want you to suck me for a while," MacIntyre said, turning up one corner of his mouth into an evil smile.
Dee Dee got up on her knees as MacIntyre slipped his pants and underwear so that he was wearing only a pair of white sweat socks.
She looked at his cock very carefully, and she could see that the head was the thickest part of it.
That glans was very hard, bell-shaped, and she could see in the limited light that it was a deep purple color.
The thin, smooth skin that covered the head of his cock was stretched tight, and Dee Dee thought that his cock would explode if any more blood tried to pump into it.
She couldn't believe how smooth the skin that covered the head of his cock appeared to be.
It looked like it was as smooth as a pane of glass.
She could see the little piss hole in the center of that glans where his come was going to emerge.
She could see that little hole opening and closing with tiny spasms.
This almost made her giggle because it appeared as if his piss hole were winking seductively at her.
Her mood improved as she felt herself getting hornier, and she didn't even feel like crying anymore.
She figured that this was inevitable. She had been playing with fire and now she was going to pay the price.
She figured that her best bet was to try her best to enjoy every second of it.
And if the throbbing in her cunt was any indication of what was to happen, she knew that enjoyment was not going to be a problem.
MacIntyre moved so that his cock and balls were directly in front of the pretty little girl's eager face.
She looked at the large dangling sack that held MacIntyre's testicles.
It had wrinkles all over it and there were short and curly blonde hairs growing out of it.
She could see his balls resting in the base of that sack and she was amazed to see that those glands appeared to be the size of golf balls.
His scrotum appeared to be filled to the brim with his hot sticky come.
Dee Dee placed the fingertips on her right hand gently on the underside of MacIntyre's prick and pushed it upward so that the shaft was pressed tightly against his flat muscular stomach.
She then moved her head forward and began to kiss and lick at the inside's of MacIntyre's thick thighs.
She even used her teeth to give him tiny painless love bites, which he seemed to enjoy very much.
She kissed her way upward and stuck her tongue out as far as it would go when she got to his balls.
She placed the very tip of her tongue on the base of his balls and wiggled it around in a sexy little circle.
She was thrilled when MacIntyre let out a groan of pleasure, and she could feel the muscles in his legs tensing up.
Dee Dee began to lick at his balls with the flat part of her tongue. She used her free hand to lift up his balls so she could get her tongue on the very base of that sack.
She even licked at the sensitive patch of skin in between the base of MacIntyre's balls and his asshole.
He moved his feet a little further apart on the blanket so that Dee Dee would be able to caress him with her tongue more freely.
She licked at his balls until the entire sack was wet and shiny from the hot spittle she had spilled.
Dee Dee then placed the tip of her tongue on the base of his cock.
She pressed her tongue against the spot where the base of his cock met his scrotum.
She looked at the shaft of his cock and she could see that there were thick dilated veins ( bulging out.
She ran her tongue along those veins, getting ever closer to the top of his cock where he was the most sensitive.
She quickly determined that he liked to be licked best on the little fleshy patch just below his throbbing glans.
She flicked the tip of her tongue back and forth across that spot for a long time and MacIntyre couldn't help but gyrate his hips.
He moved his feet a little more than shoulder-width apart on the blanket.
Her placed his hands firmly on the top of Dee Dee's head.
He arched his back and moved his hips so that they were out in front of the rest of his body.
He threw back his shoulders and his head so that he was looking at the cloudless sky above Sex Hill.
Dee Dee used the flat part of her tongue to lick the length of MacIntyre's shaft repeatedly.
She cupped her palm under his testicles and opened her fingers as far as she could.
She began to give his balls little squeezes that were designed the imitate the throbbing that was visible in the head of his cock.
She allowed his cock to fall away from his stomach just far enough so that she could roll her tongue over the head.
By this time MacIntyre's cock was on fire, and his scrotum felt as if it were filled with molten lava.
He did not want to come in her mouth, because he wanted to spill that jam up inside her virgin pussy.
He knew that he would have to stop her from sucking at one point or risk serving her a hot meal that would disappoint them both.
She lowered his cock with her fingertips until the head was pointing right at her puffy parted lips.
Dee Dee knew that she would have to open her mouth as far as she could to get that huge cock head past her lips.
"SUCK IT!" MacIntyre said, using a tone of voice that made it clear to the little girl that he wasn't going to take no for an answer.
Dee Dee allowed her jaw to drop, and stretched her mouths open, the corners of her mouth taut.
She took the head of his cock into her mouth and began to suck on it noisily.
MacIntyre could already feel the come swirling around inside his cock.
Dee Dee used the tip of her tongue to play with MacIntyre's piss hole for a moment, and MacIntyre moved his hands to the back of her neck.
He held her head so tightly with his powerful hands that she couldn't turn her face from side to side even if she wanted to.
MacIntyre began to press forward with his slim yet powerful hips and Dee Dee realized he was going to ram all ten inches of that hard cock into her throat.
She tried to relax the muscles in her throat as much as she could.
She concentrated on breathing slowly and evenly exclusively through her nose.
Dee Dee could feel her nostrils flaring each time she inhaled.
She could smell the scent of MacIntyre's manhood with each sniff.
She found that she loved the scent very much, and it made her cunt get even juicier. .
She could feel her natural lubrication spilling out of the base of her cunt.
It was dripping into the crack of her ass, lubricating the outside of her throbbing puckered rectum.
She knew that that lubrication would come in handy later on because she was sure the boys wanted to make full use of all of her holes.
She loved the taste of his cock too, and she could feel the tip of his cock entering her throat.
She had a tremendous urge to gag and choke, but somehow, through thought control, Dee Dee managed to keep from doing these things.
The painful penetration of her throat did make fresh tears well up in her eyes however, and she opened her throat until he was all the way inside her.
Her parted lips were wrapped tightly around the very base of his cock at that point.
She had to move her body backward and keep her head in the same position.
The complete violation would not have been possible if she hadn't made an effort to straighten out her neck. Dee Dee could feel her nose pressed into the thick patch of blonde pubic hair that grew directly above his raging cock.
This made it even more difficult for her to breathe, and MacIntyre could hear her making pathetic snorting noises at that moment.
He held her head still and began to work his cock in and out of her throat with a slow, steady motion of his hips.
He pulled his cock out of her throat so that only the purple head remained inside her open mouth.
He paused for a second and then rammed all ten inches of that rod back inside with a single thrust of his hips.
He fucked her face hard, but only for a short period of time.
MacIntyre could feel the little tickle at the base of his cock that told him that he was quickly approaching orgasm.
She he pulled his cock all the way out of her throat and moved his hands onto her slim shoulders.
He pushed her backward and she fell onto the blanket with a thump.
MacIntyre moved so that he was at her side and he immediately went for her huge nipples with his mouth.
Dee Dee had never felt a man's mouth on her tits before and she found that it was everything she could have possibly imagined plus more.
MacIntyre flicked the tip of his tongue back and forth across her nipples for a long time and then wrapped his lips around them and sucked hard, drawing them deep into his mouth.
He sucked on her tits so hard that his smooth cheeks were hollowed in the process.
Dee Dee could feel her clitoris quivering with delight.
MacIntyre then got his teeth on her right nipple and began to tug at it.
He pulled on her nipples with his teeth until the skin around them was stretched taut, before allowing them to snap back into place.
He showered her breasts with tiny peck kisses and Dee Dee's face was contorted with the pleasure she was feeling.
"I want to taste your cunt," MacIntyre said and Dee Dee almost swooned when she heard him say those words.
Dee Dee reopened her thighs, and raised her knees in the air.
She could feel that her toes were already tightly curled under.
MacIntyre kissed his way down the flat plain of her soft belly and tugged at some of the hairs in her incredibly tiny pubic patch with his teeth.
He kissed and licked at the insides of her thighs, and bit into her flesh hard enough to make little shivers of pleasure/pain run up and down her spine.
Dee Dee's puffy lips worked at the air as if she were kissing an invisible lover.
She looked like she was trying to speak, but no words were coming out.
The only sound she was making was little gurgling noises in the back of her neck.
She all but forgot about the burning she felt in her throat from the violent way she had been penetrated there only a few moments before.
MacIntyre placed the tip of his tongue at the very base of her cunt.
"I just love the way your pussy tastes," MacIntyre said, spitting out the words in between gasps for breath.
MacIntyre could run five miles and never be out of breath, but one whiff of cunt and he was panting like a wild animal. Dee Dee let out a sharp grunt of pleasure as MacIntyre ran the tip of his tongue all around the swollen outer lips of her cunt.
She could tell right away that having her cunt caressed by a man was at least a hundred times better than touching herself She never wanted to be a prick tease again. Now that she knew what she had been missing she would never be able to tolerate denying herself the joys of sex again.
MacIntyre flicked the tip of his tongue back and forth across the tips of her inner cunt lips.
MacIntyre worked his tongue in between those lips.
He could feel his tongue pressing against her intact cherry.
He licked upward until he found the center of her womanly pleasure.
He moved her clit in a small circle with the tip of his tongue.
He flicked back and forth across that clit hard and fast.
He then wrapped his lips around her love button and the swollen surrounding flesh.
He sucked her clit deep into his mouth and licked it at the same time.
Dee Dee could feel the ache in her loins growing in leaps and bounds.
She felt more sexual pressure in her pussy than she ever had before.
And she burst into an incredible orgasm that made her think she was going to pass out from the pureness of the pleasure.
Her mouth fell open and she appeared as if she were screaming. But for a long time no sound came out of her mouth.
Then the scream emerged, and it was so high-pitched MacIntyre feared it would crack the glass of his car windshield.
CHAPTER FOUR
"OH GOD! I'M COMING!" Dee Dee screamed out at the top of her lungs.
Her cry of joy could be heard echoing off of the trees that surrounded the clearing on three sides.
MacIntyre could see Dee Dee's back arch sharply, as she pressed both the balls of her feet and the back of her head hard against the blanket.
She dug her fingers into the earth through the blanket so hard that all of her knuckles turned white.
All of the muscles in her body were as tight as they could be and her jaw dropped until her mouth was gaping open.
She felt the great rushes of absolute bliss rippling wildly up and down her arched spine, filling her entire torso with the fire of her climax.
MacIntyre was sure to lick at her clit as hard as he could until he was sure that her orgasm was completely over.
All of Dee Dee's muscles relaxed at the same time and she fell down onto the blanket like a sack of potatoes.
She let out a loud groan as she felt the ecstasy of her come turn into the warm contentment of her afterglow.
But Dee Dee did not feel completely appeased at that moment.
She could feel the ache of desire still burning inside her womb.
Her clit had just had an orgasm, but the ache in her deep cunt still needed to be stroked by the deep penetration of MacIntyre's cock.
The five other jocks, gathered around watching, were all so horny that their cocks felt as if they were going to tear right out of the crotches of their jeans.
Bernard pulled down his pants so that his prick was released from its tight cotton prison, and ran the palm of his hand up and down the shaft to make sure it stayed hard until it came time for him to fuck Dee Dee.
But he knew that MacIntyre had first dibs, and already the handsome blond quarterback was preparing to mount the pretty little girl.
MacIntyre pulled his face out of Dee Dee's cunt and looked up at her beautiful face between her heaving breasts.
She looked at his face, and she couldn't help but giggle a little bit.
His lips and his chin were wet and shiny from the cunt juices that had spilled onto them, and Dee Dee could see this clearly in the light of the full moon.
"What's so funny?" MacIntyre asked, seeing the look of amusement crossing Dee Dee's lovely face.
"You're all wet. You have me on you," Dee Dee said, and all of the boys could hear a hint of a giggle at the end of her statement.
MacIntyre went to wipe the cunt juice off of his face with the back of his hand but Dee Dee stopped him by placing gentle fingerprints on the inside of his wrist.
"Let me lick your face clean," she said, in a deep throaty voice, that made her sound older than she really was for a moment.
MacIntyre thought this was a very good idea, and he quickly moved so that he was lying directly on top of Dee Dee.
The little virgin could feel that huge cock pinned between their bellies.
Once again she thought about how deep that cock was going to go inside her.
The thought made her pussy throb sharply, and she pressed upward with her hips, as if it were purely her instincts that were driving her.
MacIntyre placed his face very close to Dee Dee's, and the little girl stuck out her tongue as far as she could.
She licked his face clean with the flat part of her tongue.
She looked like a happy puppy greeting her master as she licked.
This turned into a soulful kiss as MacIntyre offered his own tongue.
Soon they were exploring the insides of each other's mouths.
The kiss lasted for a long time, and when it finally ended Dee Dee was whimpering and pleading for satisfaction.
"My cunt is on fire for you MacIntyre," she said, spitting out the words in between gasps for air.
"You won't have to wait much longer, sweetness," MacIntyre said, in a deep manly voice that made the hairs at the base of Dee Dee's skull stand on end.
"I want you to fuck me now, MacIntyre," Dee Dee said.
Once she decided that there was no way she was going to stay a virgin any longer, her body began to yearn for cockmeat stronger than it had ever yearned for anything before.
MacIntyre kissed Dee Dee lightly on the tip of her tiny nose.
He then placed the palms of his hands flat on the blanket on either side of Dee Dee's arm-pits.
He straightened his arms, as if he were doing a push-up, and lifted his upper torso off of the little girl.
As he did this the tip of his cock slit down her belly, until it came to a rest in the center of her tiny light brown pubic patch.
Her clit was still very swollen and she could feel a steady stream of cunt juice running from the base of her pussy.
She could tell that she was making a big wet mark on the blanket below her drooling cunt hole.
She knew that that wet sticky spot would get a lot larger before the boys were done fucking her.
MacIntyre moved his hips so that the tip of his cock slid down and touched the wet swollen flesh of her pussy.
Dee Dee shivered and moved her hands so that her palms were flat in the center of his broad strong back.
She used her long red fingernails to scratch lightly at the area between his muscular shoulderblades.
She knew that it was going to hurt when he first rammed his way inside her.
She took several deep breaths to prepare herself for the pain.
She had no idea how long it would be before she would be able to breathe normally once again.
She wanted to get as much oxygen as possible in her bloodstream before her first fuck started.
MacIntyre supported the weight of his upper body with one stiff arm.
He reached back for the shaft of his cock with his right hand.
He found the stem of his prick with the palm of his hand, and slowly wrapped his fingers all the way around it.
He gave his tube of manhood meat a couple of sharp squeezes to make sure he was as stiff and hard as possible.
He was satisfied with this little test, and used the tips of his fingers to run the head of his cock up and down the parted lips of Dee Dee's cunt.
He spent a long time rubbing his piss hole against her clit, and he loved the gurgling noise she made in the back of her throat when he did that.
He then lowered his glans until it was pressing against the outer edges of her wet swollen inner labia.
He moved the head of his cock from side to side, forcing the curled back edges of those inner lips so stretch even more.
Once his glans was in place he took his hand away from his prick and replaced it on the blanket so that he was once again supporting the weight of his upper body with both straight arms.
The second he was in position to fuck he began to press down with his hips.
Dee Dee opened her thighs as far as she possibly could.
Her chubby little toes were clenched very hard by that time.
She knew that the engorgement of blood would help her cunt's elasticity.
She knew that her excess of cunt juice would help him get all the way inside her with a minimum of pain.
But it was obvious from the start that complete penetration was going to take a lot of work on both of their parts.
Dee Dee began to press upward with her hips as she felt her inner cunt lips being forced to stretch open further than they had ever opened before.
Dee Dee could feel her lips stretch back tight over her teeth, and her eyes closed as tightly as she could close them.
It was very difficult for Dee Dee to think of anything other than the pleasure she was feeling in her cunt at that moment.
She could feel her ability to think rationally slowly leaving her as the very tip of MacIntyre's cock moved between the forced open inner lips of her aching cunt.
Dee Dee could feel the tip of MacIntyre's cock touching her intact hymen.
She could feel the thin membrane that had protected her maidenhood for so long starting to stretch. She had no idea what anything was going to feel like after that thin wall of flesh was torn away.
She pressed up a little harder with her hips and she could tell that her cherry was going to tear away at any second.
"Pop my cherry!" Dee Dee screamed out at the top of her lungs. "I want your cock all the way inside my cunt."
MacIntyre turned up one corner of his mouth when her heard her say that.
He pressed down a little harder with his hips and he could feel the hymen tear away.
Dee Dee felt as if she had just been stabbed in the cunt with a hot kitchen knife.
The pain went rifling up her spine into her reeling brain.
She let out a horrible scream, that made her sound as if she were being tortured brutally by a sadist.
But at the same time the yearning she felt near the mouth of her womb nearly doubled in its intensity.
"That's it! That's it! All the way inside me!" Dee Dee called out, and the other four jocks also whipped out their stiff cocks at that point.
Dee Dee had thought that the spectators would be making crude comments as they watched their friend give her her first fuck.
But the boys stood their with their eyes wide with awe.
Their mouth hung open, and they ran their fingers over the shafts of their ready manhood silently.
Dee Dee felt the sharp pain fade quickly after the hymen was torn.
The pain turned into a dull ache that mixed perfectly with the ache of desire she was already feeling inside her fuck hole.
She could feel something warm and sticky mixing with her cunt juices in between her parted cunt lips.
With a violent shudder Dee Dee realized that this was her own blood that she was feeling down there.
Her blood and her natural lubrication were mixing inside her cunt and dripping out of the base together.
The solution that was oozing into the crack of her ass was now a pink color.
Now there was nothing to stand in the way between them and the complete violation they both wanted so badly.
MacIntyre's back muscles were tight from exertion as he put all of his energy into thrusting downward with his hips.
In spite of the fact that he was pressing down as hard as he could with his slim yet powerful hips, his cock was only entering the little girl's virgin cunt a fraction of an inch at a time.
"DEEPER!" she screamed out. "DEEPER!"
MacIntyre could feel his cock throbbing as the tip worked ever deeper into her.
He was touching her at that point in places where the pretty little girl had never been touched before.
Every sensation was new to Dee Dee and she found that she loved them all.
She wondered why she had waited this long to experience these pleasures.
She felt like a fool being a prick tease for all of those years.
If she had only known how good it was going to feel, she would have let guys fuck her years before.
She no longer gave a shit about her reputation.
She didn't care if the people of Rushdale thought she was the biggest whore ever to walk the face of the earth.
Dee Dee could feel a magic spot forming inside her cunt.
There was a single point of desire very close to the mouth of her womb.
She could actually feel her dimpled cervix throbbing with a need to be stroked at that point in the fuck.
She knew that she was going to burst into orgasm the second MacIntyre's cock reached that spot deep inside her cunt.
And there was something in the back of her head that told her this orgasm was going to be different than any other she had ever had.
MacIntyre struggled to push his cock in deeper, and after what seemed like an eternity his cock reached the magic spot.
"COMING! COMING! COMING!" Dee Dee screamed and arched her back so she could press upward with her hips as hard as she was able.
Just as she had thought, this orgasm was very different.
All of her other comes had been centered in her love button.
This one came from that spot inside her pussy hole.
She figured that all of her other climaxes had been little girl orgasms.
Now she was having a womanly orgasm, and she loved the idea.
This come was shorter and sharper than the others she had had. But the best thing about it was she could tell that it was only the first of many orgasms to follow.
Dee Dee allowed her hips to lower back down to the blanket as the great ripples of joy slowly spread until they filled her body.
She felt as if she could have a million orgasms and her body would never run out of them. Never.
She felt as if her sexual desire had become insatiable.
She figured she could fuck for the rest of her life and never have to worry about getting tired of the feelings.
MacIntyre's cock was so thick that it rubbed directly against her clit as it moved into her dripping hole.
This direct stimulation of her love button doubled the pleasure she was feeling, and she still could not think of anything else other than the joys that were filling her loins like a thousand hornets.
Dee Dee continued to run the very tips of her long red fingernails across the smooth center of MacIntyre's strong back.
They were so caught up in their passion that both of them had forgotten how chilly it was up on Sex Hill on that late autumn evening.
Neither of them could feel the cold wind as it blew across their naked, passionate, coupling torsos.
In spite of the-fall air, both of their bodies were slowly becoming damp with the perspiration of their exertion.
MacIntyre struggled a little more, and Dee Dee could feel the tip of his cock forcing her unused love tunnel to open for him.
Her cunt was shriveled and very tight from lack of use.
She knew that it would take a couple of strokes before that hole would open enough for him to move in and out of her with relative ease.
MacIntyre let out a sharp grunt and drove his cock all the way into Dee Dee's cunt.
She could feel herself being touched in a place that was so deep inside her, she wouldn't even have known it existed.
She figured there were grown women who had never been lucky enough to get fucked in the cunt that deeply.
She considered herself a very lucky little girl to get fucked for the first time by a cock as long as thick as MacIntyre's.
MacIntyre could feel Dee Dee's inner cunt lips gripping tightly at the very base of his cock.
He could feel his balls resting up against the slightly parted crack of her beautiful round ass.
She thought that the handsome blonde quarterback was going to start his savage fucking motion right away.
But instead he gyrated his hips, moving in a slow circle, pressing downward with all of his might.
Dee Dee could feel the walls of her tender cunt being stretched in every possible direction as he did that.
She could feel her all important cunt muscles learning to relax, or tighten at her will, and she squeezed at the shaft of his thick cock a couple of times as an experiment with her body.
MacIntyre felt these wonderful little squeezes and let out a deep groan that seemed to come all the way from the pit of his stomach.
"Oh God, Dee Dee, your cunt is so tight!" MacIntyre said, genuinely in awe of her talented pussy.
MacIntyre could feel their pubic bones pressing together as hard as was humanly possible.
He could feel both of their pubic patches pressed together until the hair was matted flat.
Sweat began to form in a row of beads across MacIntyre's bow.
Dee Dee could feel his sweat dripping down onto her.
His upper body was still held up and off of her by his two strong straight arms.
They were only touching at the hips, and that was the way that both of the young lovers liked it.
It took a long time before MacIntyre finally began to draw out of Dee Dee's cunt with his ten inch cock.
He did this slowly, and pulled upward with his powerful hips until only the huge purple head of his cock remained in between her forced open inner cunt lips.
He paused for a moment and then eased the entire length of his cock back inside her with a single downward thrust of his hips.
Dee Dee's cunt went from empty to full so quickly that she let out a sharp grunt as if all of the air had been forced from her lungs.
MacIntyre began to fuck her pussy with a slow steady motion.
He made sure to use the entire length of his cock with every stroke.
He would pull his cock out of her dripping hole very slowly.
Then he would stab it back into her, forcing their pubic bones to clash sharply.
He pressed down after each penetration as if he wanted to sink even more than ten inches into her cooze.
Dee Dee felt as if she were being completely impaled by the wonderful thick cock that stuck out straight from MacIntyre's hips.
She felt as if she were being pinned to the blanket by his fucking motion.
Dee Dee then lifted her feet right off the blanket.
She pointed her toes in a lady-like manner as she lifted her feet.
She raised her legs up in the air until her toes were pointed at the crisp star-filled sky.
Her knees straightened so that she was making a perfect "vee".
She then bent at the knees once again and turned her toes inward.
She crossed her ankles at the small of his moving back.
She squeezed at his sides tightly with the insides of her thighs.
She gripped at his back tightly with her white fingertips.
She felt as if they had merged into a single fucking animal.
Their were passionate hips pumping pleasure into passionate hips.
They were sharing a common pleasure during the course of the fuck.
Dee Dee could feel her cunt lips being stretched way out each time MacIntyre pulled out of her with his ten inch rod. Then those lips were pressed deep inside her by the downward stabbing of that same thick tool.
Her cunt was so wet that she was making sloppy splashing noises as he worked his way in and out of her.
She could feel the top of his cock shaft rubbing directly against her clit, and she knew that it wouldn't be long before she had yet another orgasm.
Her face was as red as a fire engine as he gradually picked up the pace of the now savage fuck.
She began to snap off orgasms at an incredible pace, and MacIntyre loved the way she sounded when she screamed out with the bliss that was coursing its way through her fantastic body.
Dee Dee was soon having orgasms so close together that it was difficult to determine where one ended and the next one began.
It felt at times as if she were having one continuous orgasm.
There never seemed to be a time when her pussy was not having wonderful spasms of ecstasy.
Her whole body convulsed, and she squeezed at MacIntyre with both her arms and her legs so hard that her whole body quivered.
MacIntyre could feel her tight cunt squeezing and pulling at the shaft of his prick as she experienced her multiple orgasms.
He could tell that it wouldn't be long before he would have to worry about ending the act by having his own come.
Already he could feel his come swirling around in the wrinkled sack that held his huge testicles.
He could once again feel the little tickle at the base of his cock that told him his orgasm was imminent.
He increased the pace of the fuck once again and soon he was working his cock in and out of the little girl's cunt as fast and hard as he could.
The other boys watched this with increasing awe on their faces.
Both of the lovers were now moaning deeply with pleasure.
MacIntyre hips were working up and down so fast that his hips appeared to be no more than a blur.
He could feel the pressure at the base of his cock growing in leaps and bounds.
"This is it. I'm going to come," he said breathlessly.
His mouth was very close to the little girl's shell-like ear.
His voice was no louder than a whisper as he spoke to her.
Then he plunged his cock all the way into her pussy so hard that their flesh made a harsh slapping noise as it came together.
But he did not pull out this time. He pushed down very hard.
He arched his back and threw back his head sharply.
He moved his face so that he was looking at the clear black sky.
He could see the sprinkles of stars and the yellow full moon.
But then he closed his eyes and allowed his jaw to drop.
He let out a scream that reminded the little girl of a werewolf howling at the moon.
Dee Dee could feel his cock start to spasm with her.
This made her have one last crushing orgasm, which pleased her.
It meant they were going to come at the same time, which seemed like a spiritual moment to the impressionable little girl.
Massive squirts of come spat from the piss hole in the center of MacIntyre's huge throbbing cock head.
Dee Dee could feel the inside of her pussy become bathed by his spurts of hot sticky semen.
He shot his wad into her and they both fell relaxed onto the blanket.
It was a long time before either of them moved a muscle.
They listened to their heartbeats slowly returning to normal.
Neither of them moved until they had caught their breath.
Then MacIntyre pulled his slackening cock out of Dee Dee's dilated cunt.
He rolled over on his side and looked down at his manhood.
He could see that there was a thick ring of blood around the base of his prick.
He pointed at his cock and Dee Dee moved so that she could lick his cock clean with her hungry tongue.
MacIntyre then stood and looked proudly at the other jocks.
"Next!" he said, and everybody laughed at the joke heartily.
CHAPTER FIVE
"I'm next, because this was my idea," Bernard Shakey said.
Dee Dee looked up at Bernard and a happy smile crossed her face.
The pleasure of the first fuck was so great that she wanted plenty more.
Her moral standards had been shattered along with her hymen.
Blood was still oozing from the base of her cunt as she looked at Bernard.
The boy whipped off his shirt and pulled his pants down all the way.
"I don't want to fuck her cunt. No sloppy seconds for me," Bernard said, placing his hands on his hips with the fingers together and pointed downward.
"What are you going to do to me, Bernard?" Dee Dee asked, raising a single light brown eyebrow into an arch.
She smiled a little and she could feel her eyes twinkling happily.
She was pretty sure that she already knew the answer to the question.
"I'm going tm fuck you up the asshole," he said, as if the idea were supposed to scare the shit out of Dee Dee.
But that was not the reaction that Dee Dee had at all.
Instead she closed her eyes and smiled as if she were having, a happy daydream.
She then rolled over on her belly and rested her cheek on her folded arms.
Her huge tits were pressed flat against the blanket at that point.
She moved her thighs apart and Bernard could see the cheeks of her ass part.
"Fuck me hard and deep," Dee Dee said, almost as if she were giving a command.
The thought of anal intercourse was having a great effect on the little girl's suddenly wanton body.
She could feel her asshole tingling worse than it had ever tingled before.
The ache in her inner bowels had returned full force.
She knew that this was going to hurt even worse than the first fuck.
But pain no longer scared Dee Dee in any way.
In fact she was starting to think of pain as a natural part of the sex process.
Bernard quickly got completely naked and knelt down on the blanket beside the little girl's toso.
He placed the palm of his hand on the cheeks of her ass and ran it around in a slow circular motion.
He did this for a long time, and he was amazed at how soft the skin on her smooth buttocks was.
He figured that that had to be the softest skin he had ever felt.
Many girl's have tiny calluses covering the cheeks of their ass.
It was as if Dee Dee had used lotion to keep her ass cheeks soft.
But that wasn't the case at all. Dee Dee, in fact, had never given much thought to the texture of her ass.
She was aware that it had a nice shape, but it never occurred to her that it was extraordinary in any other way.
Bernard increased the pressure of his strong fingertips and began to knead at that supple yielding flesh.
He moved so that he was kneeling in between the little girl's parted knees looking straight down at her ass.
He slowly pulled her buttocks apart until the skin in the crack was stretched as taut as it could go.
For a second Dee Dee thought Bernard was going to pull her ass cheeks so far apart that the skin in the crack would tear.
Bernard looked down at the misty tissues between Dee Dee's round buttocks.
He could see the blood and the cunt juice that had already dripped down into that hyper-sensitive area.
He could see that there was also some perspiration increasing the crack of Dee Dee's ass' dampness.
He placed the forefinger of his right hand at the very top of her crack, just at the base of her spine.
He continued to hold the cheeks parted with the other hand.
He could see the little puckered asshole which was to be his target.
The ring of muscle that circled Dee Dee's asshole was opening and closing with tiny pleasant spasms.
Bernard smiled a little when he saw that, because it looked as if her asshole were winking at him.
He ran the tip of his finger down the crack of her ass until her got to her asshole.
"STICK IT IN ME!" Dee Dee screamed out. Her asshole needed to be penetrated so badly that Dee Dee couldn't wait for his cock. She wanted him to shove his finger up there, sort of as a warm up act for the massive penetration to follow.
She could see that Bernard's cock was not as big as MacIntyre's.
But she didn't mind too much. In fact she thought perhaps it was for the best.
She figured that MacIntyre would have torn her ass apart, causing her serious permanent damage if he tried to get his thick schlong up that tiny hole.
None of this is meant to imply that Bernard had a small cock.
Compared to MacIntyre almost any cock is smaller.
Bernard packed a full eight inches, and his cock was almost as thick. ;
Dee Dee knew that her asshole would have to stretch open as far as it could go.
Bernard ran the tip of his finger in a little circle around Dee Dee's incredibly tight sphincter muscle.
She knew that Bernard's cock was bigger than any turd she had pushed out of that hole.
She had no idea if that ring of muscle would be able to stretch far enough.
Her asshole did not have the benefit that her cunt had when it came to taking big cocks inside it.
She did not lubricate herself naturally there, and the engorgement of blood was not as severe.
She had no idea how elastic the flesh of her ass walls was going to be.
She knew that the bowels were designed to push things out rather than allow them in, and she figured that it was a sign of complete surrender to allow the boy to fuck her there.
Of course, if one dealt exclusively with reality, Dee Dee did not have much choice in the matter.
She could have screamed and kicked and protested.
By she would have gotten fucked in the asshole anyway.
So she concentrated on relaxing her ass muscles as much as possible.
She knew the more relaxed she was the easier and less painful this anal intercourse would have been.
Bernard could feel his salivary gland start to work overtime as he looked at her spasming nether eye.
He had to concentrate on swallowing frequently to keep from drooling all over the back's of Dee Dee's thighs.
Dee Dee shivered as the cold wind whipped across her wet skin.
The little girl was sure that she was going to catch a nasty cold from being out in the elements naked working up a sweat.
Bernard turned his hand so that the palm was facing her head, and moved his middle fmger into position to insert it up her hole.
Dee Dee could feel her asshole open just enough for the tip of his finger inside.
Bernard worked that finger in and out, driving it inside a little deeper with each thrust of his wrist.
Dee Dee loved the way it felt as he pushed Ms finger in as far as he could.
Bernard got his finger up her asshole all the way to the third knuckle.
Dee Dee knew that his finger was a lot skinnier and shorter than his cock.
She knew that his cock would feel like magic when it forced its way deep into her yearning bowels.
Bernard twisted his finger around inside her bowels slowly.
He bent at the first knuckle so that he could press on different spots inside her tender asshole.
He did this for a long time, and then began to work his finger in and out.
But the ache in his balls was too great for him to ignore his own pleasure for any longer.
His cock was throbbing so hard with anticipation that it was snapping up and slapping him on his flat belly.
He pulled his finger out of her asshole and brought it up to his face.
He held it under Ms nose and inhaled deeply, filling his sinuses with the scent of her inner bowels.
"Oooh, Dee Dee, I love the way your asshole smell," Bernard said, his voice catching a little in his throat from the intense passion he was feeling.
"Thank you, Bernard," Dee Dee said, before she realized that it was the strangest compliment she had ever received.
Bernard put both hands on her ass cheeks and leaned forward so that he could place the tip of his tongue right at the top of the crack of her ass.
He flicked the tip of his tongue back and forth and worked his way ever closer to her pink nether eye.
"Lick it! Lick my asshole!" Dee Dee screamed out.
All of the boys were really glad that they had chosen to come up to Sex Hill on this particular night.
None of them, including MacIntyre, had figured that Dee Dee would quickly become hotter than a pepper sprout.
He ran the tip of his tongue all around her sphincter muscle until she shivered with pleasure.
She didn't know that the inside of her bowels could possibly ache with desire as much as they did just then.
She would have thought that such desire was impossible for a girl as I young and inexperienced as she was.
She knew that it wouldn't be long before the third of her holes was violated by stiff cock flesh.
Bernard concentrated on making the tip of his tongue as sharp as possible.
He tensed the muscle in his tongue so that it was as hard as stiff as he could make it.
He then plunged down with his face and worked his tongue as far as he could into her asshole.
The other four jocks, whose cocks were still hard started to laugh.
Their names were Rick, Pete, Mike and Steve, and they couldn't believe what the running back was doing.
"Gross me out," Steve said. "I can't believe it."
"Asshole licker!" Mike taunted, but Bernard didn't care.
He pulled his tongue out of her asshole and got up on his knees again.
He smacked Dee Dee so hard on her right buttock that she let out a sharp cry.
The little spanking he gave her just then startled her as much as it hurt her.
He smacked the palm of his hand on her ass cheeks until they were both crimson from blood running to the surface.
"Get up on your knees!" Bernard ordered, his voice low and serious.
Dee Dee moved so that she was on her hands and knees.
But Bernard put his hand on the back of her head and pressed hard.
"No, no, no. Keep you head down. I want to see that sweet back arched!" he said, pushing her face down hard back into the blanket.
Dee Dee rested her weight on her elbows and her knees.
She then crossed her arms once again and rested her cheek on her top forearm.
She closed her eyes and arched her back as sharply as she could.
She moved her knees far apart on the blanket so that her ass cheeks would part a little on their own.
She once again concentrated on relaxing her ass muscles as much as possible.
Bernard moved swiftly, in a hurry to get his cock inside her.
He placed his hands at the sides of her hips and worked the head of his cock into the wet crack of her ass.
He ran the tip of his cock up and down the crack of her ass until he could feel the throbbing mouth of her asshole.
The second he had his cock in position he began to press forward with his hips.
He gripped at the flesh at the sides of her hips for leverage and Dee Dee could feel intense pressure on her sphincter.
For a moment she felt there was no way his cock could possibly fit inside that little hole.
Again she felt that it was a simple matter of physics preventing the violation that she needed so badly.
But then, just as she thought that all of the effort was going to be in vain, she could feel her sphincter muscle start to stretch open. The muscles in her thighs went tight as she felt the stabbing pain.
Her asshole stretched open as far as it could possibly go.
Only then did the head of Bernard's cock work its way inside that hole.
Dee Dee shuddered and she could feel a cold sweat forming under her arms.
This was different from the hot sweat she had spilled before.
It was exertion that was making her perspire, but rather it was the anxiety that her pain was causing her.
But even as the pain was most severe, she could feel the ache of desire within her bowels start to grow. ;
"Fuck me deep. Fuck my ass deep," Dee Dee said, her voice very high-pitched, making her sound as if she were about to burst into wet sobs once again. ;
But her eyes remained clear, and she closed them gently as she felt the tip of his cock sinking deeper into her.
There was a spot, not unlike the spot near the mouth of her womb, forming inside her ass.
It was a magic pleasure spot, and Dee Dee knew that it was going to feel very good when the tip of Bernard's cock first stroked it.
She had no idea whether or not it was possible for a girl to have an orgasm while she was getting fucked in the ass.
But even if it wasn't in the sex manuals she had read, she could tell that something was going to happen inside her.
She could feel her inner bowels start to have little spasms and she knew that those spasms were going to become awesome by the time the handsome boy got his cock all the way inside.
Bernard ran his hands under Dee Dee's body so that his fingers were digging into the soft flesh of her belly just below her protruding rib cage.
Dee Dee could tell that Bernard had a touch of the sadist in him.
He seemed at times to be going out of his way to hurt her.
She could tell that he got off on causing her pain.
Then the tip of his cock got to the magic spot.
"You are making my ass come!" Dee Dee exclaimed, and then the fresh tears began to well up in her sparkling eyes.
She closed her eyes tightly and the tears seemed to ooze out from under the wrinkled eye lids.
Her face was very red and her lips were moving as if she were speaking in some foreign tongue that even she didn't understand.
She made little baby-talk sounds, and gurgled in the back of her throat, as she felt her inner bowels go into tremendous convulsions.
As she had this ass orgasm, her muscles relaxed completely.
Bernard could feel the shaft of his cock being squeezed by her spasms.
He took the opportunity to ram forward with his hips as hard as he could.
He drove the entire length of his cock into her ass with that thrust.!
He could feel her stretched sphincter gripping at the very base of his cock.
His pubic patch was pressed hard against the top of the crack of her ass.
His balls were swinging back and forth a little bit.
His scrotum was rubbing up against the swollen flesh of Dee Dee's pussy.
Dee Dee could feel MacIntyre's come drooling out of her pussy a little bit.
She could feel the tip of Bernard's cock a full eight inches up her asshole.
She could feel more natural lubrication dripping from her cunt.
Unlike MacIntyre, Bernard did not pause before starting his fucking motion.
He began to ream her asshole as hard as he could from the first stroke.
A big smile crossed his face as if he felt he held the power of the world in his thick erect cock.
Dee Dee would certainly never be a prick tease again. She now knew the power that men held in their cocks.
And now that she had gotten a taste of that power, she would never deny a man the pleasure he wanted so badly again.
Bernard pulled his cock almost all the way out of her asshole and then rammed it back in so hard that he let out a sharp grunt.
Dee Dee could feel the tip of his cock touching her in places that she didn't even know existed.
She loved the way it felt, and the pain she still felt seemed to mix perfectly with the hot pleasure that was filling her loins.
As Bernard began to fuck her asshole, he moved Ins hands over her rib cage until he got her breasts in his palms.
Her tits appeared even larger than they did normally because of the position she was in.
Those tits hung so low that the hard, erect nipples were almost touching the blanket.
Bernard moved his hands so that those nipples were in the centers of his palms.
He opened his fingers as far apart as he could and squeezed.
Even though his hands were very large, he couldn't hold all of her tits at the same time.
"FUCK HER!" Pete cried out, waving his arms in the air as if he were the one who had become the cheerleader.
"Give it to her ass!" Rick chimed in, his eyes on fire.
Steve and Mike were silent, and continued to run the palms of their hands over their own erect cocks.
None of them could wait until it was their turn to fuck her.
Mike had decided that he wanted to fuck the little girl's face.
He wanted to pull his cock out of her mouth just before he came.
He was looking forward to seeing his hump cream spurt all over her beautiful face. He wanted to see Dee Dee humiliated and degraded as much as possible.
Pete, Rick and Steve had a small huddle and decided that they were all going to fuck her at the same time.
Dee Dee could feel wounds being opened deep inside her bowels by Bernard's intensely ramrodding cock.
Bernard could look down and see his own cock moving in and out of the little girl's tight asshole.
He could see blood on the shaft of his prick, and he knew that Dee Dee had been forced to bleed from one of her holes for the second time that night.
Dee Dee could feel her blood trickling out of her asshole down into the swollen flesh of her cunt.
He knew that he wouldn't be able to fuck her for very long.
He was a very horny young man, and he could tell that he would not be able to delay his orgasm.
No matter how much he tried to think about football plays, he could still feel the tension in his scrotum mounting rapidly.
He squeezed at her tits so hard that he was hurting the little girl.
But it was becoming increasingly difficult for the little girl to tell the difference between pleasure and pain.
She was becoming a complete sensate, and it was merely the intensity of the sensation that mattered, not whether it hurt or felt good.
Bernard removed his palms from her tits and concentrated his attention solely on her grossly swollen nipples.
He got each of her nipples in between his thumbs and forefingers, which was no easy trick considering the way his whole body was moving back and forth as he fucked.
He pinched at her erect nipples as hard as he could, and then twisted them, as if he were opening two bottles of beer at the same time.
Dee Dee let out a sharp cry and she could feel her clit quivering rapidly at the top of her pussy.
Bernard continued to seek Dee Dee's deepest, smelliest core, with the tip of his rigid man prick.
He slid the palms of his hands down Dee Dee's belly once again and Dee Dee could tell that both of her nipples were going to turn black and blue very rapidly from the abuse they had just received.
He quickly got the forefinger of his right hand on her swollen love button and pressed down as hard as he could.
He began to flick the tip of his finger back and forth across her clit, and Dee Dee could tell that she was going to have two kinds of orgasm at the same time.
She howled into the wind as her pussy and her asshole began to spasm with joy simultaneously.
That scream tipped Bernard over the edge and his orgasm reached the point of inevitability.
He rammed his cock all the way into her asshole and left it there.
He continued to press on her writhing clitoris as hard as he could.
He could feel his come work its way out of the wrinkled sack that held his balls and into the base of his cock.
The waves of pleasure filled his hips and he arched his back and threw back his head.
His face looked as if he were trying to press his weight in a weight-lifting contest.
He trembled as the come shot from his cock and bathed the inside of sweet Dee Dee's convulsing bowels.
Then they were both still and Bernard slowly pulled his blood covered cock from her ravaged asshole.
CHAPTER SIX
Dee Dee lay sprawled out on the soft quilted blanket so that once again she was on her belly.
She could feel her sore nipples pressing into the autumn earth.
Mike decided that he was going to be next and the three boys who wanted to fuck Dee Dee at the same time figured they could wait.
Those three boys knew that Dee Dee would be thoroughly exhausted after they got done with her so they decided to let Mike go first.
Mike thought it was pretty damn chilly up on that hill so he didn't bother to take his clothes off.
He already had his cock whipped off and that was the only part Dee Dee needed to touch anyway.
Dee Dee felt very tired and she closed her eyes gently.
Even thought the wind was whipping across her wet back, she thought that it would have been very easy to drift off into a deep sleep at that moment.
But she was awoken by Mike, who placed the toe of his sneaker up against her cheek.
"Wake up, bitch!" Mike said. It was obvious that he had no intention of showing the little girl any respect whatsoever.
Dee Dee opened her eyes and lifted her cheek up off of her forearm.
It seemed as if it took a great deal of energy to lift her head.
She could still feel the afterglow in both her cunt and her asshole.
Her throat still burned from when MacIntyre forced his cock deep into her face.
She looked up at Mike and she could see that Mike wanted her to suck him.
He was standing on the edge of the blanket with his feet far apart.
His cock was sticking out straight in front of him and he had a very confident look on his face.
"Eat or die, bitch," Mike said, letting out a cruel laugh that crackled deep in his throat.
Dee Dee didn't like his attitude at all, but she knew there was nothing she could do about it.
"Come on, you little prick tease," Mike said, his voice indicating that he was becoming quite impatient.
Dee Dee moaned and managed to roll over on her back.
She then sat up and moved so that she was on her knees.
"I want you to take the whole thing, bitch," Mike said. "Suck me off. I ain't had a good blow job in a long time."
"Okay," Dee Dee said. She knew that any sign of protest would be punished cruelly by Mike.
He looked like he was just looking for an excuse to slap her around.
Mike didn't care about her being gentle or loving him with sweet caresses.
Mike had a very functional view of sexual affairs.
He figured the quicker she sucked him off the more he would like it.
So Dee Dee moved so that she was up on her knees with the tip of Mike's cock pointing right at her beautiful face.
She opened her mouth as far as she could and Mike rammed forward with his hips.
For the second time that night Dee Dee could feel a thick log of manhood ramming so far into her throat that it hurt horribly.
She had not even had a chance to psyche herself up for that cruel and deep penetration.
She choked and gagged on his cock, which just made Mike laugh louder and more cruelly.
Dee Dee's eyes bulged out, and the pressure behind her orbs was so great that for a moment she feared they were going to pop right out of her head.
She could feel her eyes burning as if she hadn't blinked in a very long time.
The insides of her eyelids felt as if they were made of sandpaper.
She could feel fresh tears welling up in her eyes, and they quickly turned very red.
Mike grabbed Dee Dee by the ears and tugged at her head as he pushed forward with his hips.
Dee Dee could smell the rich aroma of his body odor, and she found it difficult to believe that he had taken a shower after the evening's football game.
Mike was a wide receiver and had caught one of MacIntyre's touchdown passes in the first half.
He pushed forward until her trembling lips were wrapped around the very base of his thick cock.
He laughed once again and then began to fuck at her face as hard and fast as he possibly could.
Dee Dee could feel the tears streaming down her cheeks, and she knew that she was going to have to clean herself up quite a bit before she could go home and face her parents.
She hoped that MacIntyre Symms wouldn't be mean to her after they were all done fucking her.
If they really wanted to be cruel to her they could make her walk all the way home on her high heels.
They could steal her clothes, and then she would be in a real jam.
But Dee Dee found these things too awful to think about, and she managed to thrust them into the back of her mind.
She could tell by the way the boy, who had bright red hair, was breathing, that it wouldn't be very long before he would spill his seed deep inside her pained and ravaged throat.
This made the little girl very happy, because she was receiving no pleasure from this act, and she wanted it to be over as quickly as possible.
She felt more than ever like she was being raped, and she could feel her humiliation turning her face very red from embarrassment.
She knew that these six guys were going to spread the story of the gang bang all over the school very rapidly.
Dee Dee felt a pain in her stomach as she realized these events were probably going to alter her entire future.
Her reputation was well on the way to being shot, and she didn't think there was any way to stop it.
She knew that she could claim she was raped, but the men of Rushdale would just raise and eyebrow and snicker.
"Sure," they would say, giving her one of those knowing smiles.
Dee Dee figured that her best bet was to just run away from home.
She knew that life in Rushdale would be pure hell after this.
There was no way she would be able to face her parents if they knew what she had done up on Sex Hill.
She started to think that she should go to California and start her life all over again from scratch.
She could change her name and lie about her age to get a job as a waitress or something like that.
She wondered if she had the stuff to make it in the movies.
She knew that she was just as good looking as many of the women she saw in films.
She had no idea if she had the talent to be an actress, but then again she wasn't sure how important that was.
There seemed to be a lot of movie stars who didn't seem to have a lot of intrinsic acting ability.
But they were stars anyway because they were beautiful people and their breasts were succulent and buoyant.
Her mind was wandering, and this helped her forget about the horrible burning that filled her throat.
Mike rammed his cock deep into her, throat repeatedly, and then he could tell that he was going to shoot his wad.
At the last possible second he pulled his cock out of her mouth and wrapped his long strong fingers around the shaft.
He jerked his fist up and down the stem of his tool and his hot sticky fuck juice came squirting out of his piss hole.
It landed all over Dee Dee's pretty face and she had to close her eyes to keep his come from getting in them.
She could feel a big glob of that thick white semen land on her nose.
That glob ran to the tip of her nose, stretched, wiggled back and forth, and then landed on the blanket in between them.
She could tell that there was come in her hair, and in her eyebrows.
She made a broad sweep of her tongue so that she could get as much of his come into her mouth as possible.
"How do you like it with come all over your face?" Mike asked in the middle of an evil laugh.
Mike was not known as a mental giant, but none of the teachers at Rushdale High School ever failed him in classes because he was so good at catching passes.
Mike was such a good football player that he figured he would get a full scholarship to the college of his choice.
He knew that major college football was big business and teachers would be afraid to flunk him there also.
If Mike were lucky he-could get a college degree and never even have to open up a textbook.
His lust was appeased and he quickly threw his cock back inside his jeans and pulled up his zipper.
He then ran back to the car because he was in bad need of a beer.
He didn't care to watch the other three fuck Dee Dee.
Now that his lust was appeased he had lost all interest in the little girl and the things that his friends were doing to her.
Rick, Pete and Steve wasted no time getting out of their clothes once they saw that it was their turn.
"We are going to fuck you all at the same time," Rick said, tossing his head from side to side a little bit.
"Rick gets to fuck your asshole and I get your cunt," Pete said, allowing his fingertips to lightly touch the base of his balls.
"And I get your mouth," Steve said, implying that the mouth was his first choice even though it wasn't.
Steve was only a sophomore and he wasn't old enough to be making decisions around the senior players.
Besides, Steve was only a second string running back.
Dee Dee wondered how they were going to manage to all get inside her at the same time.
Pete got on his back on the blanket with his cock laying flat on his stomach.
The tip was pointing at his face and the tip rested a couple of inches above his hairy belly button.
"Come here and straddle me," Pete said, looking directly into Dee Dee's eyes, which were red and swollen from the many tears she had spilled.
Dee Dee didn't think the gang bang was fun any more and she couldn't wait for them to leave her alone.
She dreaded going back to her house. , She had no idea what her parents would say after she came home so obviously disheveled.
She wondered if she should run away immediately or wait until the next morning when she had a night's rest under her belt.
But she knew that there was no way she would be able to get to sleep that night with her future up in the air.
She figured the quicker she packed and got out of the house, the easier it would be on her.
She knew that she would probably never see her parents again.
She wouldn't get a chance to say goodbye to all of her friends.
The whole town would soon be talking about Dee Dee Soloway.
She would be the biggest scandal in Rushdale in many years.
She knew that there would be police looking for her.
She didn't have very much money, so she would have to hitchhike to California, an idea which frightened her a great deal.
She had heard about horrible things happening to little girls who decided to hitchhike alone.
She moved so that she was kneeling with one knee on either side of Pete's hips.
She lifted his cock up off his belly and ran the tip up and down the flesh of her dribbling cunt.
The blood had stopped flowing from the wound that had been opened when MacIntyre popped her cherry.
That seemed like hours before, but not that much time had passed.
She moved the head of Pete's cock so that it was between her inner cunt lips.
She then began to lower herself down on it, working it deep up toward the dimpled mouth of her womb.
She managed to get the whole cock inside her tight pussy with remarkable ease, and then waited for further instructions.
"Now stretch your legs out behind you so that you are lying flat on top of me, " Pete said, swooning a little as he felt the shaft of his cock being squeezed by the little girl's swollen cunt flesh.
Dee Dee assumed correctly that no one was going to start their fucking motions until all three of them had achieved complete penetration.
She stretched her legs out behind her and moved them so that her tender thighs were far apart.
The second she was in position she could feel Rick massaging the tender cheeks of her round ass.
She could tell that her nipples were badly bruised and they hurt as they pressed against Pete's chest.
Rick pulled her ass cheeks apart and got into position so he could force the head of his cock into the crack.
Dee Dee's asshole was still very sore from the first fucking she had received there from Bernard.
Bernard and MacIntyre decided to take a walk over to Bernard's car so they could join Mike for a beer.
Dee Dee could feel the pressure of Rick's cock on her asshole, and this time her sphincter opened with greater ease.
She felt as if they were making a sandwich out of her and she could feel the head of Rick's cock pop inside her sore asshole.
He made a long frustrated grunting noise as he pressed down hard, trying to get his cock all the way into her bowels as swiftly as possible.
Dee Dee could tell that the two boys could feel each other's cocks through the thin wall of flesh that separated her bowels from her inner cunt.
They were both all the way in and Dee Dee lifted up her head and saw that Steve was kneeling at the head of the prone threesome.
She was getting used to taking cocks in her throat by this time and she opened her mouth as far as she could without receiving any instructions.
Steve quickly rammed his cock down her throat, and this time Dee Dee managed to relax her throat muscles enough to keep from gagging.
One would have thought that the three of the boys had done this sort of thing many times in the past.
They all started fucking the little girl at the same time.
The sensation of having three thick hard cocks thrust into Dee Dee at the same time was almost too much for the little girl to bear.
They had their timing down perfectly so that they were all plunging their tools into her holes together.
Immediately Dee Dee could feel herself having orgasms.
She couldn't tell if her orgasms were clitoral, deep vaginal or anal.
But she knew that she was having her climaxes one right after another.
Again it got to the point where she couldn't tell where one orgasm ended and the next one began.
She tried to scream out with pleasure, but she only made muffled grunting noises.
After all, her mouth was very full of cock flesh.
They started out fucking her very slowly, and kept in pace with one another as the fuck got faster and harder.
Dee Dee closed her eyes and she could see sparks flying all over the place.
She could tell that she was going to pass out from the intensity of the pleasure.
Everything went black at that point and she had no idea what was going on.
Dee Dee didn't know how long she was unconscious but when she woke up she was dressed and she was lying in the backseat of MacIntyre's car.
She sat up and she could feel every muscle in her body aching from the abuse she had gotten from the six boys.
MacIntyre was behind the wheel and the car was parked about a half a block from Dee Dee's home.
"Get the fuck out of my car, bitch!" MacIntyre said.
He didn't even turn around to look at her, but rather just glanced into the rear-view mirror.
Dee Dee checked to see if she had her panties on and then opened the back door to the big LTD.
She nearly fell on her way to the front door. She contemplated suicide.
She decided to sneak in the back door of the house in hopes of getting to her bedroom before either her mother or her father got a chance to see what shape she was in.
She was a virgin when she left that morning. Now she was a slut.
She could feel a big lump in her throat as she planned to pack up a suitcase and hitchhike west until she had found the other side of the continent.
* * *
CLASSROOM COCKTEASE
Michele Manning liked to sit in the very front row whenever she was in Mr. Busto's English class.
It wasn't that she had any particular love for twentieth century American poetry.
She just had a particular love for Mr. Busto's hunky body.
She would watch the muscles in his buns flex whenever he turned his back to the class.
The muscles in his back would seem to ripple when he wrote at the board.
When he was addressing the class she would stare at his crotch.
She wasn't a very good student, and found it difficult to study.
She figured there was only one way she could get an A in that class.
She would have to make the handsome teacher notice her in another way.
She was determined to become more than just a pupil to him.
So she wore pretty skirts with long slits up the sides.
And when she sat in the front row she always crossed her legs.
This would leave her top leg exposed all the way to the upper thigh.
Michele knew that she had a beautiful body, and she planned to use it to her advantage.
Michele had long black hair that fell in waves down to the center of her back.
Her eyes were big and brown and her eyelashes were very long.
Her eyebrows were a little on the thick side, but she plucked them neatly.
Her nose was thin and a little pointy at the very tip.
She had a slim figure with boyish hips, and breasts that the boys figured to be perfect handfuls.
As far as the teachers at Emma Harcock High went, Mr. Busto was on the young side.
He was still on the shy side of thirty and had never married.
Michele figured he was the perfect sort of teacher to flirt with.
She didn't want to actually do anything with him. She just wanted to help him feel like a man so he would be more apt to be kind to her when it came time for him to determine what grade she would get in the class.
For two weeks Michele sat there, trying to make eye contact with the handsome teacher whenever she could.
The man was huge, and built like a hairy dark bear.
He stood a couple of inches over six feet, and his shoulders were very broad.
Michele figured that he had to weigh well over two-hundred pounds.
His chest was heavily muscled, yet his waist and hips were very slim.
He had huge hands and feet, and didn't seem at all like the sort of person thst would be interested in poetry.
Although Michele Manning didn't know it, Mr. Busto had been a marine immediately after he graduated from high school.
He had done a four year stint, and for three of those four years he had been stationed overseas.
During that time the man had learned to treat women like slaves.
He found European women to be subservient, and learned to love that.
He had never believed in women's liberation in the least.
Rocco Busto was a firm believer in the superiority of males.
If there was one thing that the handsome man hated, it was a cock tease.
He figured that girl's shouldn't flirt unless they planned on going all the way.
Michele didn't know it, but as she looked deep into Mr. Busto's eyes at every opportunity, she was playing with fire.
Michele's legs were long and slim, and she knew that she looked great in a skirt and high heels.
At Emma Harcock High School most of the girls wore jeans to school.
Mr. Busto tried not to look at Michele as much as was humanly possible.
He thought that she was a beautiful little girl, but he knew he was asking for trouble if he allowed anything to happen between them.
The reason Michele didn't want to have anything happen between her and her teacher had nothing to do with a lack of desire.
She often fantasized about what it would be like to be fucked by that huge bear of a man with the thick curly black hair and the omnipresent five o'clock shadow.
The fact was, she was a virgin, and she was afraid to do something that she had never done before.
She had to admit that she got very horny when she looked at the man.
She could see the big bulge in the front of his tight suit pants.
She would feel her nipples get all hard and swollen as she gazed at him, with an expression of complete adoration on her face.
The blood would seem to pump right down her body into her tight virgin cunt.
She could feel the flesh of her pussy swell right in the classroom.
Both her nipples and her pussy would begin to ache with desire.
Her cunt juices would start to flow and she would inevitably make a wet spot in the crotch of her little cotton panties.
Sometimes she would have to sneak into the girl's room and touch herself after the class was over.
Unless she masturbated herself to orgasm immediately, she would have a lot of trouble thinking about anything other than how good it would feel for Rocco Busto to fuck her.
Mr. Busto was well aware of Michele's gaze, and he made a conscious effort to avert her stare while he was teaching the class.
He thought she was the prettiest student he had ever seen, and he knew that giving in to such temptations could quickly ruin his career.
He decided that he would call Michele into his office after class one Friday.
He told himself that they would talk it all out in a rational way.
He would tell her to cut it out, and that would be the end of it.
So it was a Friday in the early spring when Mr. Busto summed up the class and added, "Michele, I'd like you to see me in my office after school."
The other kids in the class all oohed and ahhed because they thought Michele was going to get punished.
They all knew that Michele didn't know shit about poetry and they figured Mr. Busto was going to give her the bad news about her failing grade. Michele could feel her heart leap into her throat when she heard Mr. Busto say those words.
She knew that she would come out of the room with the A she needed so badly.
She knew that she was failing, and her father would kill her if she flunked one of her classes.
"Yes, Mr. Busto," Michele said, and looked at him with her eyes twinkling with sexy desire.
She could feel her cunt getting very wet as she gathered up her books to leave the classroom.
She knew that she would have to go directly to the girl's room and get rid of the ache that filled her loins.
The class was from eleven to twelve, so Michele would have to wait for three hours before her meeting with her teacher.
Michele was sure that her teacher was going to put moves on her, and she was thinking of ways to get her good grade without losing her virginity.
She decided in a moment of inspiration that if it came down to her grade or her virginity, the old cherry was going to have to go.
Michele snuck into a girl's room at the far end of the school near the swimming pool, away from the mainstream of students, and locked herself into a stall.
She put the lid down on the toilet seat and hitched up her skirt.
She placed her feet on the back of the door in front of her and pulled down her panties so she could get her fingers on the hollow of moist flesh that oozed between her slim thighs.
She knew that she would have to work quickly because there was only five minutes between classes and she would be scolded if she were very late.
Her next class was with mean old Miss Prickley, the old maid, and there would be no mercy if she were tardy.
She ran her long unpolished fingernails up and down the insides of her thighs, feeling the sexual tension in her cunt growing rapidly.
She then ran her forefinger slowly all around the outer lips of her cunt, feeling how wet and slippery she was down there. She ran that same finger up and down the inner lips and worked her finger in between until she was stroking her own intact hymen.
Her pussy felt as if it were going to gush as she moved her finger toward the top of her quim, getting ever closer to her hard clitoris.
She touched her clit and felt her whole body shiver.
She closed her eyes and opened her knees a little further.
She could feel her toes pressing against the bottom of her high heels.
Her mouth was open and her lips quivered a little bit.
She began to work her clit in a little circle with her finger.
At first she touched that hypersensitive spot very gently.
But she steadily increased the pressure as she went along.
She moved her finger in a faster and faster little circle.
Then she could feel the sexual pressure reach the saturation point.
She pressed down extremely hard on her love button.
She bit her bottom lip to keep from screaming out with pleasure.
Massive explosions started up inside her writhing cunt.
The waves of pleasure slowly spread to fill her torso.
For a solid ten seconds her body was completely taut.
Her heartbeat was wildly fast and her breathing was raspy.
But then the come was over, and she felt the ache relieved.
She would have to try not to think about Mr. Busto until the time came to go see him.
If she thought about her after school meeting all afternoon, she would be going to the bathroom every ten minutes.
Michele sat up straight and lowered her feet to the floor.
She pulled up her panties and smoothed her skirt before opening the door.
She washed her hands with plenty of soap before leaving the girl's room.
Michele did not want to have the scent of cunt about her for the rest of the day.
It seemed like an eternity later but final period finally ended.
Michele pulled out a bottle of musk oil from her brown purse.
She put a little of the oil behind each of her ears.
She dabbed some on the insides of her wrists before replacing it in her purse.
She then made her way to Mr. Busto's tiny office, near the cafeteria.
She told herself to remain calm and took deep breaths as she marched down the hall.
She held her chin high, and her shoulders back.
She concentrated on her posture, because she knew that good posture made her breasts look larger.
Most of the boys in the high school thought that Michele had very nice tits.
She didn't wear a bra and her nipples became clearly visible whenever she was chilly or sexually aroused.
But Michele thought that she had a boyish figure, with tiny tits and slim hips.
She didn't know that there were many guys who thought she was wonderful.
Michele finally made it to the door to Mr.
Busto's office.
She took one final deep breath and knocked lightly on the door.
"Come in," she heard his voice call from inside.
Michele opened the door a crack and peeked in with one extremely large brown eye.
Her eyes were so dark that they looked black in some lights.
She had an olive complexion that tanned very dark in the summertime.
Her lips were full and sensuous, and she held them slightly parted.
Her lips always appeared to be moist, like licked red candy.
Her bottom lip was especially full and her upper lip curled over her perfect white teeth.
Rocco Busto often looked at those lips during moments of weakness.
He knew that they would feel great pressed against his own.
He usually cut his thought short about the time he wondered what it would feel like to have those lips wrapped around the head of his plentiful cock.
Occasionally his fantasies about Michele did get out of hand however.
He remembered the way the Italian girls liked to get tied up and whipped when he was in the marines.
He thought about doing that to Michele and it would make his cock immediately grow long and stiff.
He knew that he would have to handle this meeting with the little girl very carefully.
Only he knew how easily he could turn into a complete beast.
Only he knew how easily he could lose all control and force his will upon the female of his choice.
In comparison Michele's lust was still conniving, since she wanted to use her sex appeal for her own benefit, but extremely naive.
She had no idea that the man she had been trying so hard to turn on was battling a constant urge to be a sexual sadist.
"Come in, Michele, and have a seat," Mr. Busto said, seeing the little girl peeking through the crack she had made in the doorway.
"Hi," Michele said, tossing her head back so that her long back hair flew in the air for a second before falling once again over her shoulders and down in between her sharp shoulder-blades.
Mr. Busto had a pile of homework on the desk that he was correcting.
The office was tiny, and since Busto was still very young, and had not yet achieved tenure, he was given the crummiest little office with no windows.
The walls were painted an institutional green, and there was a lone file cabinet in the corner, which, along with the desk and two straight-backed chairs, were the only two pieces of furniture.
Michele sat in the chair opposite from Busto and crossed her legs so that her upper thigh once again became visible.
She could hear her heart beating, and she had to concentrate on breathing normally.
She wasn't so sure that it was a good idea to let the handsome teacher hear her panting yet.
She wanted to get a sense of his feelings before she determined how she was going to handle the situation.
"What is it you want to talk about, Mr. Busto?" Michele said, raising a single eyebrow.
She cocked her head slightly to one side and allowed the tip of her tongue to roll slowly over her lips.
Busto could feel his balls start to ache when he saw Michele's tongue running over those full lips.
He was starting to think that his private meeting idea was not such a good one.
He could feel his willpower slowly slipping away.
"I've noticed you looking at me in a strange way lately. I'm used to being stared at by curious eyes, but usually I don't get winked at."
"Did I wink at you, Mr. Busto?" Michele said, smiling seductively.
"I think that you are trying to use me," Busto said plainly.
"I don't understand. How?" Michele asked, feigning a frown that bunched up her nose like a bunny's.
"You know as well as I do that poetry is not your forte. I think you are afraid I am going to fail you."
"You wouldn't be a bad old teacher and fail little old me, would you, Mr. Busto."
"If you don't pass your final I will. I can't show any favoritism. It wouldn't be fair to those that are working very hard to do well."
"Oh poo!" Michele said with frustration. "What am I supposed to do?"
"I suggest you study very hard. The only way you are going to get a break from me is to show that you want to learn."
Michele realized that plan A had failed. She put plan B into motion.
She still had slim hopes of getting her A with her cherry intact, but she knew she was going to have to get him very horny.
She stood up and moved so that she was standing at the side of his desk.
He had been very proud of himself for being so stern to her.
He really was trying to combat the sadistic urges that plagued him.
But now he could see that his little honorable speech had failed.
The rest of his willpower was sapped from his soul as he saw Michele lift her haunches up onto the desk, sitting so that Mr. Busto could see all the way to the edge of her panties.
His evil lust had defeated his conscience. He swallowed with some difficulty.
"Do you think I am attractive, Mr. Busto?" Michele said, and she could feel a billion butterflies fill her belly.
"I think you are very attractive, Michele," Mr. Busto said. "Wouldn't you like to kiss me right on the mouth?"
"Very much. I think you had better lock the door first."
Michele again felt her heart leap into her throat and the ache returned to her loins with full force.
She could feel her cunt rapidly lubricating itself.
She hopped off the desk and turned the little button in the center of the silver colored doorknob.
When she turned around to face her English teacher once again he was standing and he had moved to her side of the desk.
She quickly looked up and down his body and she could see that the bulge in the crotch of his suit pants was larger than she had ever seen it before.
He looked like he was going to tear right out of the front of his pants.
Michele was only five foot one, and the man towered over her.
She approached him as if she were moving in slow motion.
She placed her hands gently on the back of his neck and he wrapped his strong arms around her slim waist.
She got up on her toes and he stooped a little, so that their faces were very close to one another.
For a split second they could feel each other's hot moist breath.
Then their lips came together and they both hummed with satisfaction.
Their lips parted and Busto plunged his tongue deep into Michele's mouth.
Michele had never been kissed that way before, and she couldn't believe how wonderful it was.
Mr. Busto squeezed her so tight that she was pressed against him the length of her torso. She could feel that huge lump in his crotch pressing against the lower portion of her abdomen, near the top of her inverted triangle of black, short and curly, pubic hair.
She could feel her hard nipples touching the front of his shirt.
She rolled her own tongue over his and the kiss went on for a very long time.
By this time Rocco Busto's lust was completely out of control.
Michele could sense that she could no longer stop the inevitable.
The man pulled his mouth away from hers and hungrily bit at her neck.
"Oh, Mr. Busto, that feels so good!" Michele said with a squeal.
"You must be very quiet, Michele. There are still janitors floating around the place."
"I'll be quiet. I want you to fuck me, Mr. Busto. Right here and now."
"I think you might get you're a, after all, Michele," Busto said.
"How are we going to do it? There isn't a bed here."
"You are talking to an expert. There is no place on earth where one cannot make love. I've even discovered seventeen different ways to do it in my Alfa Romeo."
Busto knew that he wouldn't be able to do all of the things he wanted to do there in the tiny closet of an office.
He knew that he would have to be relatively gentle with her, at least until he could get her into his house where he could really work her over.
He took her by the shoulders and kissed her gently in the center of her forehead.
He kissed her on the tip of her thin nose and then gave her a wet smack right on those sensuous lips.
Michele could feel her cunt drooling with more cunt juice than she knew was possible to produce.
She could feel a tingling on the insides of her thighs.
Her clitoris was throbbing at the top of her virgin pussy.
Her cunt flesh was fully engorged with blood at that point.
Both of her nipples were as hard and erect as they could be.
"Take off your clothes," Busto said, trying not to let the sternness that crept into his voice show too much. He did not want to frighten the little girl too quickly.
He wanted to arrange it so that she would not be frightened until it was too late for her to escape him.
Michele smiled, and she could feel that she was having a great deal of difficulty breathing normally.
But she no longer tried to hide this fact. She figured that panting was the appropriate thing to do.
She kicked off her high heels and unwrapped her skirt, folding it and putting it on the straight backed chair where she had been sitting only a few moments before.
Busto could see the wet spot in the crotch of the little girl's white panties.
He could feel his cock start to throb, urging him to release it from its prison.
She unbuttoned her blouse and pulled it back over her shoulders slowly.
Her nipples tingled with anticipation. She thought she would be shy, but she wasn't.
She then wiggled her hips from side to side as she pulled down her panties.
She stood naked before him, smiling naughtily at her handsome teacher.
"What would you like me to do now, Mr. Busto," Michele asked.
Her voice sounded deep and resonant, as if her passion had worked its way into her throat.
"Turn around and lean over the desk. Get your ass up in the air," Busto said. "That's it. Move your feet far apart on the floor."
CHAPTER TWO
Michele moved her feet apart on the floor as far as she could.
She could feel the cheeks of her ass part slightly as she did this.
She could feel her pussy throbbing as her inner cunt lips parted.
She heard the sound of her teacher unbuckling his belt.
It was all Busto could do to keep from whipping her ass with that belt.
That part of their relationship would have to wait, Busto knew.
He undid the buttons that held the top of his suit pants closed.
He then pulled the zipper to his fly all the way to the bottom.
Michele was frustrated because she couldn't see him while he was doing this.
She placed the palms of her hands flat on the desk, trying not to move any of the papers.
She then looked back over her shoulder so she could see his cock.
She had never seen an erect penis before and her interest was piqued.
Busto pulled down his underwear and his thick cock came popping out.
Michele turned around just in time to see that huge purple tool.
She gasped as she saw it and her inner pussy gave a little spasm.
His cock was a lot bigger than she would have thought it would be. She knew that that rod was going to fill her up completely.
She could see that the tip was moving up and down rapidly.
It looked as if his cock were on springs the way it moved.
She knew that it was going to hurt when he first rammed it into her.
But her cunt was very wet and she knew that would help ease the pain.
She wondered what it was going to feel like when it was all the way inside.
She was glad that she wouldn't have to wait very long to find out.
Busto pulled his pants down just far enough so that his balls were free.
Michele strained her neck to look at his huge wrinkled scrotum.
She loved the way his genitals looked, all engorged and ready to fuck.
She wondered if she would ever get a chance to kiss him and lick him down there.
She turned her head away as he began to move toward her.
She could feel his hands on her waist, and then she felt the tip of his cock touch her.
His glans was pressed against the top of the crack of her ass.
He ran his hands around her body until he found her budding breasts.
Her breasts were still getting larger and had not reached full maturity.
He could feel how hard her nipples were and he wanted to pinch them hard.
It took all of his will power to keep from hurting her severely right then and there.
Instead he rolled his fingers gently across those hard nipples.
This felt so good that Michele couldn't help but let out a deep groan of pleasure.
She felt the sensations running down her spine into her wet cunt.
Her cunt juices had formed in a pool at the base of her inner cunt lips.
As he touched her nipples that cunt juice began to overflow.
She could feel the insides of her thighs becoming wet and sticky with her lubrication.
The man was in a hurry to pop her cherry, so he lowered his hips and moved the tip of his cock until it was touching her cunt flesh.
Michele could feel the muscles in her legs tighten.
She gasped as he rubbed her inner cunt lips with the head of his cock.
He moved his hips subtly from side to side, opening her cunt lips.
When he had his cock at the right spot and angle he surged forward.
Michele knew that she had to concentrate on keeping quiet.
She certainly did not want one of the janitors to hear her moans of pleasure.
Such a discovery could cause a really ugly scandal in the town.
There would be hell to pay for both of them if they got caught.
She bit her bottom lip very hard as she felt her inner cunt lips open grossly.
That cunt flesh was stretched as far as it could go by the head of his cock.
If his cock had been any thicker she would have torn open.
She could feel the tip of his cock pressing against her cherry.
She could feel that thin membrane start to stretch inward under the pressure.
And then there was an awful pain that filled her hips with agony.
She let out a loud grunt as her cherry popped and her virginity died forever.
She could tell that he had drawn a couple of drops of blood.
He continued to push forward steadily with his hips.
He didn't stop pressing forward until his cock was all the way inside her.
The pain of her popped cherry did not last for very long.
It was quickly replaced with the passion of the sex act.
Michele could tell that he was going to make her come in a brand new way.
The man started to move his cock in and out of her right away.
He slid his prick in and out, feeling how tight her cunt was.
He wanted to really ram her, but he knew that her unused pussy was still not accustomed to having a cock inside it.
He wanted to hurt her with his prick, shatter her womb with his glans.
But he fucked her gently at first, rubbing his cock as hard as he could against her clit as he fucked.
Michele slid her palms over the top of the teacher's desk.
She no longer cared about moving the homework that was scattered there.
She only cared about the intense pleasure his rod was giving her.
She slid her fingers to the edge of the desk in front of her.
She gripped at the edge of the desk so hard that her knuckles turned white.
She could feel the head of his cock touching her in internal places that she didn't even know existed.
He steadily increased the pace of the fuck as he went along.
He could feel the ache in his balls increasing rapidly.
He quickly felt the pressure at the base of his cock, where that rod was connected to the wrinkled sack that held his balls.
She could feel his balls slapping at her upper thigh as he rammed his cock into her with increasing force.
In a matter of seconds Michele could tell she was on the very edge of coming like an atomic bomb.
Mr. Busto moved his hands to the base of her ribcage and he clung to her tightly.
He was a raging beast, and he couldn't help but hurt her.
But Michele was so close to orgasm that she loved the pain.
She wanted him to have all of her-every inch of her!
She gave herself to him completely and he tore her cunt with his cock.
Blood began to flow from the wound, and she was making splashing noises as he drove into her as hard and fast as he could!
Michele was so excited as she felt the hot blood mixing with her cunt juices that she had an orgasm that completely boggled her mind.
It was a wrenching, crushing, come that made her let out a sharp cry of ecstasy that could clearly he heard in the hall.
Neither of them knew that the janitor, a cunning alcoholic named Benson, heard the cry and waited in a doorway to see who would come out of that room.
Busto heard her cry, and felt her cunt spasm, squeezing incredibly hard at the shaft of his prick.
That was too much pleasure for Busto to take and he felt his molten come explode from the tip of his cock, blending with the blood that oozed from Michele's deep cunt wound.
Oh the agony, the bliss.
Michele collapsed on the desk and moaned. Big tears welled up in those brown eyes and streamed down her cheeks.
He had hurt her badly, but he had also given her greater pleasure than she ever could have known.
Mr. Busto pulled his bloody cock out of her cunt and picked up a dust cloth to wipe the blood off.
He mopped the blood tenderly from the insides of Michele's thighs.
She continued to whimper and moan with her cheekbone resting on the desk.
"Put your clothes on, Michele," Mr. Busto said. "You can't go home before you bathe. I will take you home with me and we will get you cleaned up so you can face the rest of the world again."
Michele nodded and sleepily lifted her head. Her eyes were red and swollen and her lips looked puffy and spoiled.
She slowly put her clothes on while Busto calmly put his cock back in his pants, and rebuckled his belt.
Mr. Busto quickly figured out the way to get out of the school and into his red Alpha Romeo with the least chance of being seen.
They went through the cafeteria, into the audio-visual area, out a fire exit, and across a small patch of lawn to the blacktop parking lot outside.
Even though the weather was warmer than it had been all year, Busto kept the black top snapped onto the car.
He thought cruising with Michele Manning in a convertible was not the sort of thing that the town's people would think highly of.
He drove normally to his home and parked the car in his driveway, and ushered Michele silently through his front door and into the privacy of his simple living room.
What neither Michele nor Busto knew that at that very moment the alcoholic janitor Benson was weighing the significance of the couple he had just seen exiting Busto's office.
He decided to look in the office (he had a master key) and see what he could see.
He saw blood smears on the floor next to the desk and the papers that covered Busto's desk were chaotic.
He glanced into the garbage bag and found a blood stained cloth.
He left the office, shut out the light, locked the door, and decided to wait until Monday, and then he would tell his boss or something.
"Take off your clothes. I'll draw you a bath," Busto said.
Michele was obedient. She thought she was in love with him.
She would do whatever he wanted her to. She wanted to be his little girl slave wife.
She laid her clothes neatly on the couch, her panties stained red, and marched with head bowed three paces behind Busto as he walked toward the bathroom taking huge strides.
He took off his own clothes before going into the bathroom and Michele couldn't believe how beautiful his hairy body looked nude.
He was her ape man. He was a beast. A furry beast. He had only one eyebrow that went all the way across his brow.
So dark, and even flaccid his cock hung eight inches.
Michele felt like drooling when she looked at that huge cock and those hairy balls.
He drew her a hot bath and she sprawled in the bottom of the tub and closed her eyes.
She could feel all of the knots floating out of her muscles.
She relaxed completely, and she thought of how easy it would be to go to sleep.
She could still feel pain in her cunt, but the bath was doing wonders for that also. The bleeding had stopped, and Michele figured that it would heal.
She knew that she certainly wouldn't be able to fuck for a while.
Her inner cunt was going to be pretty sore for awhile.
It never occurred to Michele that she had other holes to offer the man.
Busto soaped up a washcloth and soaped up Michele's tits.
They were so firm and they rested so high on her chest.
They bounced a little, the nipples elongated again, as he ran the washcloth briskly over both perky breasts.
She raised her knees out of the water, as he rubbed the insides of her thighs with the washcloth.
He could feel the blood pumping into his cock.
His tool was starting to throb sharply at the same rate as his quickening heartbeat.
He could tell that it wouldn't be long before he had a full-blown erection again.
The burning had returned to his testicles and he knew what he had to do.
He turned her over on her belly and washed her buttocks lovingly, allowing the washcloth to caress her asshole.
Michele was surprised at how good that felt.
She had never thought of her asshole as an erogenous zone before.
Little did she know that in a few minutes she was going to be able to think of nothing else but the desire she felt at the mouth of that tender puckered nether eye.
He helped her out of the tub and Michele assumed that she would dry off, put her clothes on and go home.
She had no idea that her adventure was just beginning.
The bath had helped her calm down a great deal, and she figured that she was ready to face the world again.
But Busto had other ideas. Just then Michele noticed that the huge man had a brand new boner.
Busto put his arm around her waist and lifted her up out of the tub.
She pointed her tiny toes just before she put her dainty feet down on the bath mat next to the tub.
His little nymphet. Sweet Michele, the fire of his loins. He wanted to hear her scream in agony.
He led her out into the hall and began to walk very fast.
"Please slow down," Michele said, feeling the grip he had on her upper arm get ever tighter.
"We are going into the punishment room, young lady," Busto said. "I'm going to show you what happens to little girls who try to get an A by fucking their teachers."
Michele couldn't believe her ears. His voice had changed.
He was a violent, insane animal, and Michele felt a little sick.
She didn't know what the punishment room was and she had a feeling that she didn't want to find out.
Busto yanked open a door in the hall and pushed Michele inside.
He slammed the door shut behind him and locked it with a skeleton key.
The key was pulled out and put in a safe in the wall.
There was no way for Michele to escape. She had just realized this when she looked around the punishment room.
Her mouth fell gaping open as her heart was filled with the purest of horrors.
There were human skulls hanging by strings from the ceiling.
There were some shrunken heads displayed in glass, and the room was dominated by a huge rack with chains and cuffs at the corner.
It was an implement of extreme torture and Michele could feel her flesh covered with an ugly cold sweat as she laid horrified eyes upon it.
"What are you going to do t-t-t-to mm-me?" Michele stammered.
"Now you find out what your little game is all about, Michele."
"You don't make any sense," Michele said, fighting back a sob and failing, "please say something that I can understand. Please, Mr. Busto!"
He slapped her hard across the face and Michele stumbled backward.
He grabbed her by one wrist and twisted it sharply.
He twirled her around, twisting her whole arm behind her back.
He pushed her brutally hard in the direction of the rack.
He lifted her up and slammed her down on her belly.
She struggled for a moment but Busto simply cracked her on the back of the head.
Her cheekbone crashed into the hard wood and stung horribly.
Michele stopped struggling and her body was wracked with hopeless weeping.
Busto grabbed her right wrist and pulled her arm straight over her head.
He made sure that the elbow was locked straight and cuffed the wrist to the corner of the torture rack.
He repeated the process with the other wrist, and Michele realized that she couldn't move either of her arms at all.
The man had made sure to put the cuffs around her slim wrists as tightly as possible.
She could feel the sharp straps biting into her flesh.
She knew that those cuffs were making ugly red rings.
She could feel the circulation of blood being stopped by the cruel bondage.
There was a tingling sensation in all ten of her fingertips.
She couldn't see them but they knew they were turning a deep purple color.
Soon she had pins and needles in both of her hands and she had difficulty moving her fingers.
Then there was no sensation at all and she could feel Busto's hand on her right ankle.
Her legs were torn apart so that her toes were pointing at the corners of the wide rack. She screamed out, but she doubted that anyone would hear her.
The man punched her in the kidney, and Michele decided that it wasn't a good idea to scream anymore.
Her right ankle was cuffed in the same cruel manner, followed quickly by her left.
There were gaps in the rack that would broaden and stretch Michele's spine.
The second she was bound in place Rocco Busto moved to a large wheel on the side of the implement of torture.
He twisted it, and Michele could hear her spine crack a little as the vertebrae were shifted.
Another click and she felt horrible pain throughout her body.
Busto laughed heartily and decided to leave her at that level of elongation.
He went to the corner of the punishment room and fetched a savage cat o' nine tails.
He returned to the table and whipped her buttocks until they were striped with angry red welts.
Michele screamed once again, but soon she ran out of energy.
She was exhausted and her cries became pathetic whimpers.
The man threw the ugly whip aside and admired his work.
He was glad to see that he had even drew blood in spots on her ass.
He slapped her buttocks with the palm of his hand and loved.
He loved the way that her whole body jerked when he did that.
"Now it is time for you to get fucked in the ass!" Busto said.
Michele moaned and felt her asshole begin to burn with a hungry desire.
CHAPTER THREE
Busto looked down at his swollen groin with glee.
He could see his nasty tool sticking far out of a sea of black hair.
He was the sort of man that had thick hair on the backs of his hands.
Even his shoulders were hairy, making him look more like an ape.
His voice was very deep, and when he yelled, he bellowed.
He had special stirrups set up so he could mount the girl from the top.
He moved so that his weight was fully on her back, and she couldn't breath.
Her tits were mashed flat into the table causing her terrible pain.
And yet she could feel a buzzing in her asshole that she had never felt before.
There was even an ache forming in her inner bowels.
She was so terrified and confused that her mind was not working properly.
She was having trouble maintaining a steady stream of rational thought.
Michele wondered if she would ever get out of this situation alive.
It was the first time that the little girl had ever thought seriously about her own death.
She felt a sick hopelessness cover her body, along with a severe horniness.
It was as if her impending death, or at least the fear of it, had instantly turned her into an existentialist.
She decided that life was going to be short, and she should do her best to enjoy it.
She tried to concentrate her attention solely on her asshole.
She forced her fear and pain into the back of her confused reeling mind.
She could feel the man's hard cock pressed against her lower back.
It was throbbing, and she couldn't help but wonder what her ass would feel like when the huge hairy ape of a man was done shoving his angry cock into it.
She knew that he wouldn't stop pressing downward with those super powerful hips until her stretched sphincter muscle was gripped around the very base of his tool.
The man lifted his hips and Michele felt the tip of his cock on her ass.
He rested his glans at the very top of her crack for a brief moment.
It felt very hot and stuffy in the punishment room.
Michele could feel her body was drenched with sweat.
The stinging in her buttocks had turned into a dull ache.
She could feel her asshole opening and closing in tiny spasms.
Busto moved his right hand down to Michele's buttocks.
He pulled those ass cheeks apart viciously with a snap of his thick wrist.
He moved his hips a little more and the tip of his cock slipped closer to her hole.
She felt the tip of his cock directly on her asshole.
She had succeeded in hypnotizing herself. She could feel only pleasure.
All of the pain had been successfully pushed into the back of her mind.
She even managed to smile a little bit and she closed her eyes gently.
The muscles in her face shifted a little and she seemed much calmer.
She even let out a little moan that came from deep in her throat.
The second the man had the tip of his cock in place he began to push down with his hips.
Michele could feel a great force on her asshole, and she felt her sphincter start to open up for him.
"Open up, Michele. Let your asshole open up and let my big cock inside," Busto said.
"I want your cock inside me. I want you to fuck my ass badly."
"Then relax all of your muscles. Let me enter you."
"Fuck my ass, Mr. Busto. Fuck it as hard as you can," she screamed.
He winced with exertion as he pressed down hard with his cock.
Her asshole stretched open so far that the ring of muscle tore.
Michele felt something give, but she could not feel the pain.
She felt the tip of his cock move inside, touching her bowel flesh.
The sphincter muscle was now useless to prevent the penetration.
His cock slid slowly deeper into her asshole, opening willingly for him.
Michele could tell that her bowels were going to go into wonderful spasms.
In a very short time, she knew, something strange and wonderful was going to happen.
She could tell that her lower torso was going to catch fire with her womanhood.
He pushed his cock all the way into her bowels and she screamed with joy.
Michele had never known that such pleasure could exist.
She could feel her intestines going into spastic tremors.
She gripped and tugged at his cock with her ass muscles.
The man pushed down even after his cock was all the way in.
Michele could feel his pubic patch pressed against the top of the crack of her ass.
She could feel his balls resting against the swollen flesh of her pussy.
Her cunt was once again fully engorged with the blood of sexual arousal.
The glands that pumped out her natural lubrication were working overtime.
Cunt juice was dripping out of her cunt hole onto the wood of the rack.
She could no longer feel the pain from her inner cunt being torn.
Busto then slowly began to pull back with his powerful hips.
He could look down and watch her asshole stretch outward.
The flesh of her rectum had torn and she was bleeding from the hole.
As Busto pulled his cock out he could see that there was once again blood on it.
He knew that he had torn open the flesh of her inner bowels.
He paused with just the head of his cock inside her sphincter.
He then rammed down with his hips as hard as he could.
He let out a sharp grunt as he stabbed the whole cock into her at once.
She let out a high pitched squeal, and snorted like a pig.
"HARDER!" she screamed out. "FUCK MY ASS HARDER!"
The man chuckled a little and began to plow at her asshole with all of his might.
Her ass was so tight that he could tell she was going to make him come quickly.
The volcano in his testicles felt as if it were about to erupt.
More blood oozed from her hole as the sphincter was pulled far out and pushed far in by the motion of his cock.
Then he rammed his cock all the way into her ass and kept it there.
He could feel himself about to come and all of his muscles became taut.
He arched his back so that the weight of his upper body was totally off of the little girl.
His lips pulled back tight over his teeth and his eyes closed so tightly that there were little wrinkles that ran all the way to the huge man's temples.
Michele could feel the shaft of Busto's prick start to spasm.
She could feel his muscles going rigid above her.
She could look from side to side and see his huge hairy hands grabbing the edges of the disgusting rack.
She knew that she was going to have trouble walking around if she ever got off the thing alive.
She heard her spine crack, and the pain had told her something terrible had happened.
When she remembered the crack in her spine she lost the effect of her anti-pain spell.
She snapped out of her daze, and full reality blasted back into her brain.
Her bowels felt as if they had been torn apart by his cock.
Her back felt as if she would never be able to bend at the waist again.
The man let out a roar that even sounded like a bear as his come came shooting from his prick.
Michele was glad that she had been able to block out the pain for so long.
But she was paying her dues, and she felt as if she would pass out.
In spite of her agony, she struggled to maintain her consciousness.
She was afraid that she would never wake up again from that sleep.
She tried to fill her lungs with air as frequently as possible.
In spite of her efforts, her breathing came in short, sharp rasps.
Spasm after spasm of semen spurt into Michele's asshole.
Then all of his muscles relaxed at the same time and he fell down upon her.
His mouth was very close to her ear, and she could hear nothing but his panting.
She could feel his huge chest heaving up and down on her back.
She could even feel his heartbeat, he was so snugly against her.
He waited to catch his breath before he straightened his arms, and lifted his hips. Michele used the same muscles she would have used to shit, to help his cock out of her asshole.
She could feel blood rushing out of that hole at the same time.
The man realized that he was in a shit load of trouble at that point.
With his passion appeased his common sense returned to him.
He knew that the little girl was liable to go straight to the cops.
He quickly loosened the rack and Michele felt blessed slack in her taut spine.
The pain faded somewhat, and she was able to relax a little bit.
She was very frightened because she didn't know what he would do next.
"Please don't kill me," she said in a sad puppy voice.
"I won't kill you under one condition," the evil man said.
He raised one eyebrow to accent the ominous nature of the statement.
"What?" Michele said, as she tried to move her fingers.
She could feel the pins and needles returning to her hands.
She couldn't tell if her fingers felt very hot or very cold.
She was glad to see her knuckles bend a little bit, and then she could move her fingers freely.
She massaged her fingers with the other hand, and managed to roll over on her side.
She had trouble looking into the large man's eyes as he stared at her.
He no longer looked handsome and sexy to the little girl.
He looked ugly. Mean and ugly. Very mean. Very dangerous.
She knew that she would never have a moment for the rest of her life that would be without fear. Even if he let her go his memory would haunt her until the day she died.
"You must never tell anyone what happened here today."
"My lips are sealed. I promise. I will never tell anyone."
"You better not. You may be able to get me fired, but you can't get rid of me."
Michele shuddered and glanced quickly at his face.
His broad jaw was gray and he looked like he needed a shave badly.
The man went over to the corner of the punishment room where there was a sink.
He moistened a towel and wiped the blood off of his cock.
He then had Michele roll on her belly so he could clean her ass of blood.
There was blood all over the cheeks of her ass and the insides of her thighs.
He then soaked a Q-Tip in iodine and shoved it up her anus.
She winced, but she could tell that the disinfectant would help her.
She knew that she wouldn't be able to sit for some time.
She tried to think of lies to explain the marks of the torture session.
She decided she would just have to keep her clothes on, and wear long-sleeve shirts whenever there were people around.
"No matter where you go, how well you hide. I will always search you out. I will find you and I will kill you if you tell a single soul what happened between you and I here today. It must remain our little secret," Rocco Busto said with a small smile.
Michele could tell that the man was really insane. She could see that clearly.
He helped her out of the punishment room and back into the living room.
Michele put on her clothes and headed home, planning to go directly to bed.
She would tell her parents that she felt sick and didn't want dinner.
If they came to her room she would hold the covers under her chin.
She would have to put a little make-up on her bruised cheekbone, but she didn't think that they would notice any swelling. Maybe she could say that she was having her period and she felt all bloated or something.
At just that moment the alcoholic janitor named Benson was arriving home.
He lived in a little house out in a woods near the high school.
He drove a pick up truck and had always lived alone.
He only kept many bottle of whiskey around the house to keep him company.
He couldn't help but think about what he had seen that afternoon.
He knew that it wasn't right for a teacher to do that to a little girl.
He could envision what had happened even in his brain damaged mind.
He decided that he would call up the principal of the school.
He went without a drink for an hour so that he could speak with relative lucidity.
Then he picked up the phone and began to dial.
At the same time Michele was walking on her high heels down the sidewalk toward her home.
Her inclination was to limp and she struggled not to let the pain in all of her muscles show.
She went into the house and headed straight up the stairs.
"Michele? Is that you? You're late. Dinner is almost ready."
"I'm not hungry Ma. I've got the cramps. I'm going up to bed after a bath."
"Okay dear. I'll come up later with a little chicken soup," her mother said.
Michele breathed a sigh of relief and went into the bathroom immediately.
She took a long bath and felt her exhaustion hit her full force.
It was a severe mental exhaustion as well as a physical one.
She had decided to break society's rules and she had been forced to pay.
She knew that she would never use her body to get something she was after again.
She didn't know how she would ever be able to go to Mr. Busto's class again.
She knew that she wouldn't even be able to look at him without blushing with embarrassment.
After her bath she wrapped a towel around herself and put all of her clothes in the dirty clothes hamper except her bloody panties.
She cut those into strips and flushed them down the toilet.
She then went into her bedroom and crawled under her covers.
It felt like days since Michele had been able to feel that safe.
She soon drifted off into a deep sleep that was filled with disturbing dreams.
She was awoken forty-five minutes later by the telephone ringing.
Her mother's shriek of horror told her that the fun and games were over.
Now she would have to pay the full price.
* * *
SAMANTHA AND THE BOYS IN THE MAILROOM
Samantha Suttcliffe felt a hand go over her mouth, and her eyes went wide with horror. She could smell a faint scent of stale beer behind her.
"Where you think you going, Miss Suttcliffe," a deep voice said.
She recognized it as that of Harvey Harris, one of the boys in the mailroom.
Samantha was stricken with a horrible fear.
She knew the boys in the back were wild.
She had never had much respect for any of those boys.
First of all, they were all negroes, and Samantha didn't care for that very much.
Plus, she knew that they all drank beer and smoked pot when they were supposed to do their work.
"I think you gonna come in the back with me and the boys. We gonna lock the door and have ourselves a good time. You and us, ma'am. You think your shit don't stink, don't you, Miss. You think that you little miss queen or something. Well you ain't, and we gonna show you just what you is. Bitch!"
It was late and everybody had gone from the office.
Most of the lights were out and she couldn't hear a sound except for a loud radio playing in the mailroom.
She worked at a Social Research Company that was trying to find out how much doctors were making in different parts of the country so they could re-evaluate goverment medical insurance programs.
Samantha was an ambitious young lady for being sixteen years old.
Even though she was only on for the summer, and was at the lowest rung of the corporate ladder, she had plans to be a supervisor by the time she graduated from high school.
And she knew just how she was going to do it. Her plan had already been put into motion. She had already allowed her boss, Sam Hastings, to fuck her three times.
She knew that when promotion time came around her name was going to be high on the list of candidates.
"I'm gonna fuck you right in the bum, Miss," Harvey said, getting his mouth very close to her ear.
She could smell the beer more clearly, and it made her feel a little sick to her stomach.
Samantha knew that she was going to get raped by all those, those niggers!
She trembled at the thought that she was being touched by one of them.
She figured that she shouldn't even have to deal with such people.
It always offended her just to go back there to use the xerox machine.
All of those nasty boys would stare at her while she was there.
She would hear them whispering and giggling at her, showing her no respect.
Now they were going to subject her to the greatest humiliation of all.
Samantha was a hot looking little girl and she knew it.
Ever since she was a little girl she knew that males would give her whatever she wanted.
All she had to do was smile and blink a couple of times and she had what she needed.
She had no reason to think that things were going to be any different when she entered the work force.
She fully intended on being a rich lady someday, and she never planned to work very hard.
She had heard about women who had slept their way to the top.
She figured only her scruples would stand between her and success.
And her scruples would offer no problem because she had gotten rid of most of them by the time she was thirteen.
Now she was going to learn that there were two sides to the coin.
Those that earn with their bodies are forced to pay with their bodies.
That was the lesson that the horny boys in the mailroom were going to teach her that afternoon.
Samantha's hair was the color of chestnuts, and she brushed it one hundred strokes every night so that it would shine brilliantly.
Her hair was full and hung in waves down to her shoulders, where her hair-do turned slightly inward.
Many men thought that Samantha wore too much make-up.
She was the sort of girl who just didn't feel right if she went out without her face on.
She wore blue eye shadow over her almond shaped brown eyes.
She lined her eyes in black and used mascara to make her already long lashes look even longer and thicker.
Her cheeks were heavily rouged and she wore bright red lipstick on her tiny heart-shaped mouth.
She liked to wear clothes that showed off her nice body.
On this particular day she was wearing a light brown dress that fit tight around her hips and was belted at her waist to show off the curves of her body.
When she walked she had a way of swaying those hips back and forth that had often caught the eye of the boys in the mailroom.
Her dress went down to just below her knees, revealing slim calves, a trim ankle, and tiny feet.
She wore tan high heels and a gold ankle bracelet on her right ankle.
Her breasts were large and firm, and seemed to put a great deal of stress on the top of herdress.
The bra she was wearing made her tits look pointy at the tips, which had also been a source of humor in the mailroom.
Her eyes swelled up and turned red and she was viciously dragged into that dark backroom by Harvey.
He kicked the door shut behind him, and his friend Charles and Lewis locked the door and helped them drag her over to the table where they sorted the mail.
Samantha was looking for an opportunity to scratch at their eyes with her long, sharp red fingernails.
But Harvey had a sharp hold on both of her wrists at the same time, and Lewis stuffed a dirty rag into her mouth.
This made her unable to scream loud enough to be heard more than a few feet away, and it forced her to breathe exclusively through her nose.
There were five boys in the back and the other two were named Rufus and Clovis.
All five of them were very big, and had been hired for their ability to cart heavy boxes around.
Clovis soaked a rag with paint thinner and held it up to the little girl's face until she was forced to inhale the fumes.
She got very dizzy as she breathed that foul air, and she could feel all of her energies being drained from her.
In a matter of seconds Samantha was no longer able to struggle at all.
They lifted her up and placed her on her back on the table.
Clovis held the rag over her nose until all of her muscles went limp.
Then he tossed that rag aside and rubbed his palms together with glee.
Harvey stood near the girls feet and grabbed her ankles.
He pulled her legs apart as far as he could and began to hitch up her skirt.
Samantha felt as if she had fallen into some strange dream.
Charles fetched a ball of string they used to tie up packages.
He busily went about the task of binding Samantha's arms at her sides.
Samantha felt her wrists being pulled out to her sides, so that they were off the edges of the table.
She could feel the string being wrapped around her wrists and the poles beneath the long wood table.
She realized at that moment that she couldn't move either of her arms.
She allowed her eyes to go wide with horror as Clovis moved to her feet.
She could tell that he was going to tie her ankles in the same manner.
She would have thought that the string would be to weak to hold her that way.
But Clovis was doubling and tripling the string to make it stronger.
Harvey then placed his fingers on the insides of Samantha's thighs.
He could feel the heat of her flesh beneath her nylon stockings.
He wanted to rip her skirt right off of her sweet body.
But instead he reached under her waist and found the clasp.
He managed to pull down the zipper in the back.
Luckily the skirt was a wraparound so he could take it off without tearing it.
He could see that Samantha was wearing a frilly black garter belt.
He could see the outline of her dark pubic hair through her panties.
Harvey decided that he wasn't going to be as gentle with the panties.
He worked his fingers under the elastic at the top of her underwear.
He could feel the tips of his fingers grazing her pubic patch.
Then he tore upward with his strong right arm as hard as he could.
Samantha winced as she heard the sound of the tearing material.
He pulled her panties right off of her and held the torn cloth in front of her face.
Harvey could feel his huge cock growing larger inside his pants.
His big balls were starting to ache, and he needed relief.
He looked at the moist delta where Samantha's thighs came together.
There was nothing Harvey liked better than a white girl's pussy.
He placed his fingers on her thighs again, this time well above her stockings.
He then leaned over the edge of the table and placed his nose close to her cunt.
He inhaled deeply and closed his eyes as if he were on his way to heaven.
"Ummmm, I sure love the way your pussy smells, bitch," he said.
He began to kiss at her white thighs with his big black lips.
Samantha could feel her head start to clear as the toxic fumes worked their way out of her lungs.
But her clear head would do her no good because they had already rendered her helpless.
She could move neither her arms nor her legs, and she couldn't scream.
She felt extremely hopeless being unable to call out for help.
She could feel the rag in her mouth getting soaked with saliva.
"Now I'm gonna find out how it tastes!" Harvey said with a grin."
He kissed his way up her right thigh until he got to her outer cunt lip.
Samantha was very confused about what was happening to her body.
She could feel her pussy starting to swell up and get wet.
She thought it was amazing that her clit was swelling also.
She could feel an intense ache in her cunt as Harvey stuck out his tongue.
She would have thought that her fear would have rendered sexual arousal all but impossible.
But it was happening nonetheless. In fact, it seemed as if her fear were making her even hornier.
Harvey managed to get his tongue out of his mouth as far as he could.
He placed the tip of his pink tongue on Samantha's outer labia.
He then began to wiggle his tongue around slowly.
Samantha was disgusted, but she could no longer hide the fact that she was aroused.
She closed her eyes and the muscles in her face relaxed a little bit.
Harvey made his tongue stiff and worked it deep into her cunt.
He worked his tongue in and out of her pussy, fucking her with it.
He then moved his tongue to the top of her cunt and found her clit.
Samantha could feel the tension in her loins mounting rapidly.
She could feel her clit quivering at the top of her wet slit.
"I love the way your pussy tastes too, bitch," Harvey said.
Samantha would have wanted to look at him with real hate in her eyes.
But that was hard considering the fact she was rapidly approaching orgasm.
He flicked the tip of his tongue back and forth across her love button.
Harvey could feel the muscles in her thighs go taut and begin to shiver.
He realized with glee in his heart that he was going to make her come.
He figured that she would be a cold fish for him and his backroom buddies.
He couldn't believe that she was turning into a real live wire.
He pressed his tongue as hard as he could against her clit.
Then he began to lick at the entire length of her cunt with the flat part of his tongue.
He hadn't been kidding when he said he loved the way her pussy tasted..
He thought that her cunt was covered with honey of sugar or something.
He had never tasted a pussy as sweet as Samantha's before.
He worked on her clit exclusively at that point and Samantha's whole body shook.
She could feel the massive explosions starting inside her cunt.
The pleasure spread all the way up her spine until her mind burned.
Her face turned very red, and a vein in her temple began to throb.
Harvey pulled his face out of her cunt when she was done coming.
He immediately pulled his big black cock out of his pants.
It was, without a doubt, the biggest prick Samantha had ever seen.
She could feel her inner cunt throb when she looked at it.
Harvey quickly climbed up on top of the table and mounted Samantha.
He unbuttoned her blouse and pulled off her white bra.
Her tits came popping out and Harvey could see that the nipples were hard.
They were fully erect from a combination of fear and arousal.
He moved so that the thick head of his prick was in between the inner lips of Samantha's hot cunt.
He then pushed down with his hips as hard as he could and drove his whole cock inside of her.
Samantha had never been entered that brutally before and her nostrils flared with the shock.
Harvey began to fuck her as hard as he could from the very start.
Samantha could tell that he was going to make her come many times.
He used the entire length of his prick with each stroke.
Samantha's pussy had never felt so completely filled with cockmeat before.
Her cunt walls were forced to stretch open as r as they would go.
The tip of his cock was sinking very deep inside her.
She could feel his glans touching her in places that had never been touched before.
She began to snap off orgasms at an extraordinary rate.
She began to snort loudly through her nose as she struggled to push the rag out of her mouth with her tongue.
Harvey quickly spilled his come inside her cunt and pulled his cock out.
Clovis ordered that she be untied, and then rebound on her belly.
This was done by the other boys who were waiting their turn.
Clovis whipped out his own hard cock, which was almost as big as Harvey's.
Samantha realized that she was going to get that long right up her poop chute.
She had never been fucked there and the thought made her very nervous.
She could feel the black boy's hands on her milky buttocks.
He pulled those cheeks apart as he moved onto the table.
The others cheered him on as he got the head of his cock snug against that extremely tight hole.
He began to press down right away, and Samantha could feel a great deal of pain in her asshole.
She could feel her asshole start to open for him.
Her asshole was stretched taut and still he had not gotten inside.
Clovis was wincing from the energy he was exerting in this attempt.
But then there was an audible popping noise and his cock slipped in.
Blood began to flow from the little girl's asshole.
Harvey pushed his cock up inside her until her torn rectum was gripping at the base of his black rod.
She could feel him reaching spots inside her bowels that didn't feel like they were supposed to be touched.
She felt completely humiliated and degraded as he began to fuck at her asshole as hard as he could.
Then the pain got so bad that the little girl passed out.
She slept as the other boys in the mailroom banged her ass and her cunt.
They all had there way with her twice before taking her down in the freight elevator.
