Author: Daddy Walker Title: She Loves It Keywords: m+~F anal ws m1st caution ------------ She Loves It Beneath the surface of their tight, cocky group the three 17-year-olds John, Peter, and Paul shared a common problem. They were suffering a constantly growing, desperate need to experience cunt around their teenage erections. They weren't losers as such. They had, for example, started working out, getting good at it. They even managed to get themselves invited to the occasional party, but because of what seemed to be increasing bad luck, they just kept blowing it with girls. Some serious change had to come to this situation soon - they all felt it - or they would actually go insane from hard-cocked horniness. --- They had gathered listlessly at John's on a sunny Saturday morning. John was by the computer. A moment ago, he had been surfing porn, doing his best to depress them, as always, but now he seemed to be looking at something else. - "Hey, did you guys see this?", he asked. He appeared to be looking at something from one of his mysterious contacts. They all gathered around the computer. There was a picture of a perfectly normal looking, older woman, who seemed as though she could be somewhere in her twenties. Her skin was a little dark, possibly Hispanic. The message was short and to the point. "I will be tied up, naked, and ready to be properly, brutally fucked by anyone who passes by tonight from 9PM to noon tomorrow. Everyone who reads this can use me - in any way you need to. I want to be your dirty whore!" Suddenly, the guys were all looking at the screen differently. She might not exactly be someone you'd turn your head after, but now that you were motivated to take a second glance she didn't look bad at all... Her face was normal. Her breast seemed rather big under a bland, anonymous t-shirt. She didn't look fat. They were all subconsciously trying to get a better look at her hips. - "It's a joke, right?", Peter said in disbelief, after a few moments of awkward silence. The address in the message was not in town, and the text was dated yesterday. Someone else would have seen this... There would be talking next week. If they would want to be part of that conversation, someone would think to ask them, the nerds, for a reason they hadn't just taken their chances and gone... --- - "I think this is the place...", Peter said with quiet uncertainty. It was over two hours later, just over one hour remaining before noon, and there was nervous tension in the car. There had been some debating, mostly from Peter. Eventually, he had given up and agreed to go, and now he was even driving. He had slowed down outside a house. They were still in the outskirts of town. You could see a small, empty factory building at the opposite side of the road, and there were few neighboring houses. - "Don't stop here!", John's voice almost broke with nervousness. "Around the corner!" No one questioned his logic. They didn't want to be seen. --- Everything was quiet when they came walking back after parking. - "So...", Peter started asking. "Do we just knock?" What if someone answered the door? The nervous excitement was unbearable. They all felt it, just as they felt their fuck-desperate cocks starting to dribble pre-cum from anticipation when John knocked the door. After a long, hesitant silence, John decided to continue by pushing the handle down. - "It's empty...", he observed, looking in. From a completely empty hallway, you could see into an empty kitchen and a sunlit room at the far end. This house looked uninhabited. There was something creepy about the whole setting. It seemed more along the lines of a dope nest than the place where a woman would willingly give away cunt for free. Still, they ventured a few steps inside, closing the door, and nothing happened. Down the hallway, they suddenly saw her. Their jaws dropped to the floor. The room looked like an unfurnished living room, complete with dust in the corners and rays of sunlight shining in through the windows. The only thing inside was a massage bench, and the woman was tied to it on her back. She was naked. Her mouth was sealed with black tape. Her legs were restrained and pulled up towards her tits, and her ass rested without possibility to move on the end of the bench. All three teenage cocks were pumping with sudden hardness, and the guys stared in collective lust at her wide-spread, completely exposed crotch. The sight of a real, naked ass turned out to be a thousand times more arousing than any sexy ass they had ever seen in porn, even if - to be fair - this one looked slightly older and bigger than they would have expected. The skin on the the asscheeks was smooth and stretched by the way her legs were pulled up. You could even glimpse her puckered little asshole in between the separated lobes. It was the cunt that really caught their attention, though. The cunt was shaved clean, and it was messy and glistening, with old rivers of sperm leaked and dried out over the asscheeks. Her tits were big, like little hills that spread over her entire chest, flowing down slightly over the sides. Half of her face seemed to covered by the tape, and it was difficult to get a good look at her. She seemed to be sleeping. From what they could see, she looked just as normal as she had on the picture. You could make out undissolved sperm in puddles on a soaked mat below her. Most of the remaining wetness on the mat seemed to be piss, maybe from the woman herself. - "Jesus...", Paul whispered. This was a strange scene to handle. Their hormonal teenage minds were fighting between instincts to run in repulsion and urges to simply stick their cocks in that messy hole to experience the ball-emptying bliss they were built for. Then, once again, John took the initiative, breaking the silence. - "Look at her cunt!", he gasped dumbfoundedly. "It's messy... There's been people here fucking her already. It's for real!" She jerked at the voice, and she seemed to be coming around, making an effort to look up and see her new visitors. She moaned painfully as if she wanted to say something. Peter had been fidgeting nervously for a few seconds, and now his patience broke. - "Come on guys...", he said in an unconvinced voice. "We should get out of here, right? I mean... She doesn't look like she likes this..." - "No!", John protested immediately, rationalizing. "Well... Maybe she wants it... I'm telling you. Sometimes, women are into strange shit..." He walked up to her. His hand reached out to her skin, and completely entranced, he caressed her from her crotch up to her tit. You could see what appeared to be dread in her eyes, but in reality, it was difficult to tell what she was thinking. He touched her nipple, and it stiffened between his fingers. - "Look at this!", he turned to the others in persuasive awe. "She's horny." He moved down to her crotch, starting to feel her cunt up in growing excitement. Now you could hear quiet, squishy noises. They were all breathing a little more heavily as their cocks were growing to the point of bursting. John was pressing his fingers into her inside walls, making her whimper. - "Come on guys, feel this!", he raised his voice in ecstasy. He pulled his messy fingers out and held them up, showing the glistening wetness. He moved over to make room, looking at Paul. Paul was easily persuaded, and he walked over with an impatient look on his face, moving his hand to the waiting cunt. The guys felt her up with insensitive hands, squeezing and pinching. - "Damn...", Paul exclaimed when he felt her soaked insides. Paul and John smiled at each other, painting pictures in their minds of this wet fuck hole around their cocks. They turned to Peter. He caved to the peer pressure and walked over to the others, putting his fingers against the waiting cunt. You couldn't tell if he was agreeing with what they were doing now, or if he simply couldn't allow himself to fall behind in their own, private little race for experience. He touched the slippery hole. His cock was visibly rock hard - through every pair of pants, you could see the shafts pulsing, bulging, aching for a hole. - "Let's take the tape off...", Peter suggested. "We can ask her if it's real, ok?" It was a compromise they could all agree on. But she started screaming in protest already before they touched her face, and when they pulled at the tape, they understood why. It was impossible to remove. They just pulled the skin around her mouth, and she groaned loudly in pain. - "It's stuck...", Paul said with surprise. "They must have superglued it or something..." All their minds were completely focused on the cunt now. It was glistening before their eyes, promising unimaginable pleasures. - "I don't know guys...", Peter still felt a need to try with an unconvincing voice. "Maybe we should go anyway... Before someone gets here. What do you say?" - "She doesn't protest now...", John pointed out. He looked down into her face. She looked scared at this point. He decided to ignore that, and he started squeezing her tit hard, mashing it in frantic horniness. He was soon getting rougher, hurting her. She flinched as she looked back up at him, begging for mercy with her eyes, still not making a sound. - "Maybe she's from another country...", Peter said with a distracted voice. "Maybe she doesn't understand..." It was obvious for all of them that they had just passed the point where arguments didn't matter. Their eyes wandered between the squeezed breast and the crotch. Their bodies urged them on to reach out and keep touching. - "Come on guys...", Paul intervened with anxiousness in his voice. "I mean... It was on the internet, right? When it was put up like that, it's not our fault, no matter what..." The woman had started making whimpering, complaining sounds. She tried to move from their violent touches, with the only effect that her cunt shifted back and forth as if it was trying to lure them in, as if it could smell the rock-hard cocks in the room and truly wanted to taste them. - "Let's wash her...", Paul said, unable to take his eyes from between her legs. This they could all agree on, and the washing of the cunt turned into a quiet bonding ritual. Using a bottle and water from the nearest bathroom, they shared the work evenly, splashing the messy fuck hole, rubbing the fleshy pubic folds, probing and exploring her insides, rinsing her out with eager fingertips. In the end, John even slid his finger down to her wrinkled asshole. He started probing gently, and then he pressed harder and harder, until she grunted from discomfort. The guys all stared in fascination. He finally used more strength and forced his finger inside. She let out a short yelp. - "Fuck!! That's tight!", he shouted. "I don't think anyone could get a cock in there!" His finger sunk deeper into the asshole. He stretched the sphincter in fascination as his fingertip played inside her colon. Then he looked back at the others. - "We've gotta start fucking her...", John said. "You go first, Paul..." This was a crucial moment. They could all feel it. They were going to share a cunt. At first, Paul seemed embarrassed to take his cock out of his fly in front of the others. His erection was 7 or 8 inches long, and the others couldn't help but stare. Paul touched the helpless woman's crotch, pressing his index finger into her, testing his ground. Then, the first attempt at fucking her fizzled into a failure. When he put the cock head to the hole, he couldn't get in, and the shaft started to soften and bend. John came to the rescue. He squeezed a fat tit again. As soon as Paul saw the smooth flesh being mashed, his cock started to swell back up. - "Yeahh, that's it Paul!", John said. "Look at the tit! I'm telling you she likes it. Her cunt is juicing... She's just lying there for you... She wants you to fuck the cunt!" Paul unbuckled his jeans and started pulling them down, and for some reason, things seemed to go better with his pants and underwear down around his knees. He spent a few moments jerking off, staring between tits and crotch, and he put his veiny shaft back at the entrance of the fuck hole. - "Push hard!", John ordered. There was aggression in his voice. The woman had started moaning in pain from his tit-crushing squeezes. Still, neither Paul nor any of the others really cared now, and you could see his rigid cock pushing to get inside, not quite finding the spot. "Don't worry about her!", John said with confidence. "She's a fuck hole... She loves it... Some women need violence!" With a stern face, Paul put some more power behind a thrust. The woman screamed in pain under the tape. All three guys stared as his cock suddenly started disappearing into the crotch. - "That's it!", John almost screamed. "You're fucking the cunt!" Paul stared wide-eyed and gasped from the sensation. He started thrusting. His cock was barely moving, wedged inside her. Still, he moaned loudly in pleasure with every push, and you could see the shaft pushing a little deeper each time. - "Mmmhhh...", he grunted and moaned. "Ohh, yeaahh... Fuuuck..." He had soon buried more than half of his erection in the trapped cunt. There were actual noises of suction and wetness from her crotch. Now she appeared to be juicing around him, lubricating him, allowing his cock to sink deeper into the pleasure of her all-embracing fuck walls. They saw him tensing up. - "Fuck!", he screamed. "Fuuckk!! Uungghhh!" The root of his cock shaft started twitching, and as he kept grunting they realized he was already coming inside his first cunt. Ten seconds later when Paul pulled out an already softening shaft, John looked over at Peter, the third guy, observing in some quiet discomfort from the side. - "Come on, man!", John said. "Take it out! Let her see it!" The implication was obviously that Peter was next. Peter looked at the tied up woman. Paul's sperm was trickling out of her fresh-fucked cunt. - "I don't...", Peter hesitated. "Look... She's... full of his sperm now..." - "Listen...", John said, looking back. "We don't have a lot of time for this... Either you put your cock in her cunt now, or I'll fuck her and we'll leave." Peter seemed to consider his options for a few frustrated seconds. Then, he stepped up, hesitantly, to the woman's crotch. He pulled his pants down. His cock was even bigger, thicker, and harder than Paul's. The new man up almost seemed to brace himself before he brought the head of his large organ to the opening in her crotch. He took a deep breath. After that, he didn't have any problems. He just pushed inside, using Paul's sperm as lubrication. The woman let out a muffled scream, and although it was still impossible to say for sure, it started to sound as if she might really be enjoying this. Many things happened in one minute. Peter started fucking her cunt harder, almost aggressively, staring at her naked body as his cock slowly worked its way all the way inside. He suddenly seemed to be a changed person, eyes glowing in fascination as he stared at his own cock disappearing into that body. At the same time she seemed to have opened up completely to welcome him. He squeezed her hips violently in his hands, and she moaned in what could well have been approval now. His crotch smacked into her wetness. There was a look of absolute release and unconstrained satisfaction on his face. Finally, he bowed down with an animal grunt over her body and started licking her tits, covering them in saliva. He managed to suck a pink nipple into his mouth, fucking her harder and harder, moaning and grunting into the breast-flesh. - "That's it!", John encouraged him. "Suck that tit! Fuck her good!" Peter slobbered and panted, filling his drooling mouth completely with soft breast, sucking it with child-like lack of self-control. He moaned louder, and finally he stopped dead at the bottom of a thrust. You could see his ass muscles clenching, over and over. It took him a few moments to empty his young sperm into her. John waited patiently, but then he rushed his friend away. - "Come on!", John said. "We're in a hurry." Peter backed away with a look of relief and euphoria, staring with love at the woman who appeared to have lifted a large weight off his shoulders. John was already in his own world, stroking his semi-erect cock, stepping up, pointing the shaft at her cunt. - "I'm gonna fuck her...", he looked around at both his friends and smiled for some attention. "But first... I'm gonna clean her from all this mess!" With that, he started pissing on the sperm-dribbling cunt. He used his stream to wash every trace of cum from her flooding fuck lips while he laughed at his own ingenuity. Then, he even managed to work the tip of his semi-erect, still pissing cock inside her cunt hole, filling her with warm urine. The liquid gushed out of her when he stepped back. It only took him a few seconds to energetically masturbate his medium-sized cock to extreme hardness, and he leaned down over her body and found his way into her cunt. With a violent thrust, the vicious young man buried himself inside the pissy crotch. - "Uuuuhhh, that's it!", he moaned into her face. "You love it, don't you? I'm gonna fuck you so good! You're a piss and cock whore, and you love it!" He fucked her brutally, looking into her face for some sort of reaction while he stabbed his cock into the bottom of her cunt. She flinched at every thrust, turning her eyes away from his. Still, she let out whimpering moans that at least could have been interpreted as sounds of pleasure. Eventually, John stopped his assault, still without having orgasmed. He spent a few seconds panting for breath, looking down at the woman until she looked back up at him. He smiled cruelly at her. Then, he pulled his cock out, and very slowly and deliberately he put it against her asshole. She looked up into his eyes. He was still smiling in triumphant satisfaction down at her. He started pushing, and they kept their eyes locked at each other. She didn't make a sound. She just kept staring at him. She could have been begging him to stop; it was impossible to really tell. She flinched again and looked to the side, and with a whimper her asshole finally surrendered, allowing his cock in. - "Yeaahhh!", John shouted in triumph. He looked up at his friends, who stared back in awe as his cock slid in between the ass cheeks. - "I'm fucking her in the ass, guys!", John laughed. "Her fucking asshole! Look!" He started thrusting back and forth, and his cock was soon buried to the hilt in the stretched ass. He pulled the shaft out and drove it back in again, repeating, faster and faster, smacking into her asscheeks. The woman moaned with more suffering sounds at each thrust. - "Listen, she likes it!", John shouted, looking down at her in fascination. "I'm telling you, she loves it!" Then he bowed down to her tits. Instead of just sucking her tits, the way Peter had, John started biting. He nibbled the nipples, laughing as she whimpered nervously. Then he pulled his head up with a stretching nipple between his teeth, lifting the entire tit until he could look into her eyes again. This time there was no question that she was silently begging him for mercy. He bit down, and the already crying woman screamed in pain. When he let go, the nipple snapped back into the tit. Their eyes locked again, but she simply let out a short, submissive grunt every time his cock filled her capitulating asshole. His shaft was petrified, lunging in and out of her. His hands returned to her tits, and he started pulling at them to get more thrust as he fucked. He smacked into her still piss-dripping asscheeks, slamming himself furiously into her ass, over and over, toward an inevitable orgasm. It was time. - "Yeah...", he gasped. "You fucking cunt!" With those words, he buried his cock between her asscheeks and came in a powerful, screaming orgasm. It took him a few moments to catch his breath. - "Fuuuck, that was great!", he laughed, looking up at his friends. He pulled out of her ass, and a trickle of sperm was pushed out after his cock before the sphincter closed. He laughed up at the others. - "The whore is really into it, don't you think?", he asked. Paul and Peter just stood there, looking relaxed and blissful. - "Come on!", John said euphorically. "Let's piss on her before we go!" He walked up to the woman's face with his cock still out. It was half-soft now, and he pointed it down to her, looked up at the others, and waited. For some reason, they all did as he wanted. After all, there was no reason not to, and they needed to get ready for the trip... Soon the woman could look back up at all of them, waiting in silence with three cocks pointing at her. It was possible she saw some appreciation in their eyes - the kind of thankfulness young men feel toward their first real whore, who they can just throw away when they're done. John laughed and began, pissing in her face. She clenched her eyes together and instinctively turned her face to the side, which happened to be where Paul's cock was. Paul smiled in surprised triumph, just as he started going as well. She resigned to simply trying to endure it while Peter also began, pissing on her tits, moving up to her face from below her mouth. They finished, one by one, and left their fuck toy soaked and dripping with urine. As they were still closing their jeans, they all heard another car stopping outside the house. Peter reacted faster than the others. He was leaving, and this time there was no hesitation. He moved over to a window that faced the back of the garden. - "Let's go!", he ordered at the same time as he opened the window. By the time they were climbing out the window to safety, they were all laughing again. They ran across the lawn, jumped a fence, and ran all the way to the car. - "I could fucking hear them coming in through the door!", Paul shrieked with laughter while he climbed into the car. Peter started the engine, and soon they were driving up past the front of the house. There were two cars there now, and a big guy in a leather jacket was watching the door with a baseball bat in his hands. - "Look at them...", John said. "She's gonna get more than she bargained for..." - "Don't worry about her!", Peter replied with confident happiness. "She loves it!" dirtywalker@gmail.com --------------------- First published 2011 and since free for use under the CC0 licence http://creativecommons.org/publicdomain/zero/1.0/