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90210- PEACH PIT AFTER HOURS
It had been a particularly good night at the Peach Pit After
Dark Club. Valerie Malone was more than pleased as she tossed the
wad of
cash into the safe. A few more nights like this and the place might
actually start turning a profit. She smiled a broad smile as the
safe slammed shut. The night's take was especially satisfying
since all of the snobby Beverly Hills girls were there to see how
well she was doing. Donna Martin, Kelly Taylor, Claire Arnold, Andrea
Zuckerman-Vasquez and even
Brenda Walsh, fresh off the plane from London, were on hand to see.
Val had every reason to feel proud of herself.
As the girls sat at the bar, Val pulled a handful of beers
from the cooler and passed them around. "Here's to good friends
and prosperity forever." She said, rasing her bottle. Only
Donna hesitated before opening her beer and joining the others in
their toast.
Val was a bit upset when Brenda's stories of England began
to dominate the attention. It had been a hard road to acceptance
for Val, and now this snotty bitch was back and taking her
spotlight. Well into her third beer, Valerie began to wish
painful torture and death on Brenda Walsh.
Donna was checking her watch, wondering when they would be
leaving, when the girls were startled by a loud crashing sound.
Looking up, they saw that the back door had been kicked in. One
by one, a group of young gang members filed out of the dark alley
and into the club. In moments, two dozen or so tough looking young
men stood in
the doorway to the club. They looked like serious trouble and
each of the girls gave a gasp of fright.
Val, who felt her territory violated, was the first to
regain her composure. She stood up and took a step towards them,
assuming a stance much like Batgirl might, her legs astride and
her fists on her curvaceous hips. "What the Hell do you think
you're doing in my club?" She asked defiantly.
None of the men responded, but they continued to advance on
the girls. Val was determined not to back down. "If you don't
get out right now, I am calling the police." She said, her
voice wavering slightly.
One of the youths took a step forward. The others looked to
him as if he were their leader. He was a tall, rough looking
white male, in his mid twenties with short black hair and
ruthless look about him. "I don't think you want to do that."
He replied. The rest of his gang, all mixed races and equally
tough looking, moved in tightly around their leader.
Val still was in no mood to back down. "Donna." She said
calmly. "Call 911."
The leader simply raised his left hand slowly. Without a
word, three of his gang rushed to the phone, beating Donna to it.
They tore it from the wall, smashing it on the ground. "Kind of
tough to call with no phone bitch." The leader snarled.
Val felt her knees shaking with fear now. "Listen." She
said, trying not to whimper. "If you just leave now, we won't
tell the cops. Just go now please."
"Nice place you have here." Replied the leader. "Be a damn
shame to have to mess it up."
"What do you want?" Cried a frightened Donna, drawing an
angry stare from Val.
"All we want," Growled the leader. "Is the money from
tonight. You were pretty busy here and there ought to be enough
cash in the safe to make it worth our while to just leave you
alone."
Val stood silently, staring at him for a long while. "What
are you doing?" Mumbled Claire. "Give them the money and let's
get this over with."
"Shut up." Spat Val. Tonight had been her best night in
business. The money was hers, she had earned it. No way she was
just going to let these punks take it away.
"You better listen to your pretty little friend there
sweets." The leader said, opening his jacket to reveal the butt
of a handgun. "We know you've got plenty of cash. Give it to us
and we might just leave peacefully."
If there was one thing Val hated more than being bossed
around, it was losing money. She knew that giving them the money
was the sane thing to do, but at that moment, Val was not
thinking rationally. Her head spun with fear and anger as she felt
herself turn towards the safe. Another five seconds and the
decision would have been made, but the leader broke first.
Reaching out quickly, he grabbed Brenda by the hair, pulling her
close, holding his gun to her head. "Maybe you'll change
your mind now." He said. "Before I have to blow your friend's
brains all over your club."
Val actually had to fight back her desire to laugh out loud.
Not five minutes ago, she was wishing a torturous death on Brenda
and now this thug was using threats on her life as a threat to
Val. Still, she was a bit surprised at the tingle she felt at
the sight of the Queen Bitch, Brenda Walsh with a gun to her
head. Her nipples tightened beneath her blouse. It was the most
perverse pleasure she had ever felt.
"Val?" Kelly's pleading, questioning voice brought Val out
of her trance. Unable to think straight, she responded with the
first thing that came to her mind. "Fuck you." Her words were
once again confident.
Something snapped inside of the leader's head. He could not
afford to blow this. The money was too important. This stupid
bitch was actually standing up to him. This was not supposed to
happen. He could kill any of them right then and there, but she
didn't seem to care. There was no way he was going to murder
anyone, but she couldn't have known that. Or was
she able to see through his bluff? At a standstill and with his
men watching, Rocco made another decision. He didn't want to
kill anyone, but he had to get his hands on that money. If death
didn't scare this bitch, then he knew what would. He had Brenda
by the neck in a choke hold with one arm while keeping his gun to
her head with the other. Smiling at Val, he let one hand slip
from Brenda's shoulder and gave her left breast a squeeze. When she
squealed and tried to get loose, he jabbed the gun into her
temple. "Don't you fucking move." He said menacingly.
Everyone shuffled nervously as Rocco man handled Brenda
through her blouse. He smiled up at Val. "Maybe, we should have
a little fun with a few of your rich friends. Hell, I
think we deserve a little prime Beverly Hills pussy." He moved
his hand up to Brenda's collar and ripped her blouse open,
sending buttons flying across the room and bringing a reaction
from everyone in the room.
The girls all gasped in fear, Donna felt as if she might
faint. The gang members laughed lustily as Brenda's smallish,
firm tits came into view.
"No bra?" Rocco questioned. "Planning on getting some
later you rich slut?" He teased. "Well, I think me and the
boys here can accommodate you. In fact, there might be just
enough of you here for all of us to get some good fucking and
sucking."
Kelly acted first, bolting towards the door to try and get
help. Three tough looking young men blocked the door and grabbed
her. Rocco smiled. He would have to put a stop to this sort of
foolishness right away. "Get that cunt over here now." He
shouted.
Rocco tossed Brenda aside, leaving her quivering in a pile
on the floor, her blouse torn open. Kelly was dragged over, most
of the fight scared out of her, to where Rocco stood. "Now, this
is a fine rich slut." He raised his gun to her face, then turned
to Val. "We're gonna play a little game here. I am going to
give blondie here some orders. She'll to as I say, no matter
what I say, until you open the safe." Turning back to Kelly, he
smiled. "If you don't do everything I tell you to,
your friend here will have one Hell of a clean up job." He
paused a moment then smiled again. "In fact, line up all of
these cunts over here."
In spite of some struggling, the girls were soon lined up
before Rocco. All five of them, Kelly, Brenda, Donna, Andrea and
Claire stood before the leader, with only Val left out. "Last
chance." He said to Val. "Open it or I'll start having some
real fun with your cunt friends."
Val straightened up defiantly. "OK, let's begin." Rocco
mumbled. "Tops off." None of the girls made a move. Rocco cocked his
gun. NOW!" Reluctantly, the girls began to work their tops off.
Kelly standing closest to Rocco, unbuttoned her sheer blouse
quickly in spite of her trembling fingers. Shrugging off the
expensive blouse, Kelly stood there in her pretty lace bra.
There were some approving mumbles about her average sized tits.
Rocco smiled then nodded at her. "That too.: He said flatly.
Kelly shot a look at Val, knowing that some part of the
brunette loved the idea of Kelly having to be humiliated
like this, but even she knew that Val would stop this before it
went too far. Not even a cold hearted bitch like Val would let
them all get raped. She removed her bra, showing everyone her
firm, B cup breasts. Kelly tried not to let the lustful comments
of the men bother her. She had been stared at before and just
wanted to get this over with.
Since Brenda's blouse had been torn open, all she had to do
was shrug her shoulders and let it fall to the floor. Her
breasts were much like Kelly's. A bit smaller perhaps with
nipples that were a half shade darker and stood out more against
her pale skin.
Donna was next, but stood motionless until one of Rocco's
thugs drew his own gun and pointed it at her head. With a tear
in her eye, Donna lowered the straps of her tight, black mini
dress. Even the other girls turned their eyes towards their
friend. Donna had virtually tripled the size of her breasts over
the summer and the question of their authenticity had been a
prime topic of Beverly Hills gossip. In truth, Donna had treated
herself to a very expensive boob job for her eighteenth birthday,
but had not told any of her friends. The discovery of her secret
surgery was not even a concern for Donna at his point, as her
dress lowered, revealing her cosmetically enhanced, perfect 36D
breasts. The men lewdly catcalled and whistled. Claire, Brenda
and Kelly lowered their eyes, in part for their friend's
embarrassment, but also in part to look down at their own breasts
in jealous disbelief.
Andrea noticed the others' admiring looks at Donna's
silicone breasts and fought back a grin. As she pulled her T
shirt over her head and unfastened her bra, she thought, "At
least mine are all natural." Indeed, they were. Although her
own impressive size could be directly attributed to her recent
pregnancy, Andrea's fairly small chest had ballooned to an
astounding 38DD. Her round, milk filled breasts jutted out
proudly in spite of her embarrassment at having so many strange,
potentially dangerous men seeing her as only two men had seen her
previously.
Feeling more embarrassed than scared after seeing Donna and
Andrea's impressive chests, Claire slipped quickly out of her
silk blouse. She wore no bra, as she fully intended on getting
good and fucked tonight. Seeing all of the leering men around
her, made her think that this was in inevitable fact of life at
this point.
As Val looked at her five friends, all topless before these
men, she did not feel the sense of fear and urgency that Rocco
had been hoping for. In fact, she was feeling the slightest
tingle of sexual excitement knowing that the immediate future of
all of them rested on her shoulders. How many times had they
turned their backs on her? How many times had they looked at her
with contempt and disgust? Well, now it was their turn to feel
alone and exposed. Val found herself loving that feeling of
control and power.
Rocco finally tore his eyes away from the lovely sight of
nearly a dozen rich bitch tits and said to Val. "Well, bitch,
now that you see how serious I am, are you ready to spare your
friends any more embarrassment and give us the money?"
Looking into the eyes of the other girls, Val could see
their expressions, ranging from pure contempt to sheer terror.
Her motive now a combination of her determination not to give up
any of her money and a secret longing to see the Beverly whores
get what was coming to them, Val turned to Rocco and grinned.
"Read my lips scum bag. Fuck You!"
There was a shocked gasp from the gang members, who were
used to getting their way. The girls moaned in protest, not fully
understanding Val's reaction.
"What are you doing Valerie?" Asked Donna desperately.
"She's getting back at us." Replied Kelly. "OK Val, I
think you've made your point. Now open the safe and let's get
out of this."
"Kelly, this has nothing to do with any of that. I'm just
not going to let these assholes come in here and take my money."
She replied.
"Shut up both of you." Rocco shouted, turning to Val with
an expressions beyond anger. "I'm not fucking with you
anymore. Your friends here are going to be stripped down to
nothing in about thirty seconds if you don't cooperate."
Val simply folded her arms defiantly. "You don't have the
guts or the time to do anything with them." She challenged.
Without a word, Rocco stepped to Kelly. Take the rest of it
off now blondie." He spat.
Glaring at Val, Kelly undid her skirt and let it fall to the
floor. She wore a high cut pair of bikini briefs, barely
covering her pussy and showing off her thin thighs. Down the
line, Rocco went, ordering each girl to disrobe. Brenda tugged
down her tight jeans, Donna's dress was dropped, Andrea let her
loose skirt fall and Claire, removed her shorter than short mini.
Now, all five stood in just their shoes and panties. All except
Claire, who never wore any panties.
With a look, Rocco ordered one of his thugs to finish the
stripping. Brandishing a switch blade, the young man tugged the
elastic band of Kelly's G string and with a flick of his wrist,
cut the fabric and pulled off the small garment. She made no
attempt to cover herself, standing still and silent staring at
Val. Brenda was next, her bikini cut Jockey's cut away, exposing
her clean shaven cunt to everyone. Next came Donna, whose thick,
dark bush was a stunning contrast to her bleached blonde hair.
Andrea summoned up all her pride and took down her own
panties before the hood could cut them from her. She blushed all
over as she felt the eyes checking her up and down, taking in her
soft, round figure, still plump from pregnancy. Not all of the
hair had grown back yet. In fact, Andrea had found that since
her pussy had been shaved bare, Jessie, her husband, had been
much more open to giving her the tonguing she so dearly loved.
As the five frightened girls stood, clad in only their
shoes, Rocco pulled up a chair. "Sit." He said to Val. "I want you
to
have a good view of the festivities."
Taking her seat and eyeing the five most prominent females
in her social circle, Val came to a bit of reality. As much as
she wanted to see this self righteous pack of bitches get theirs,
Val knew that if she just let it happen, her life in Beverly
Hills would be ruined. Thinking quickly, she worked up a few
tears. "Please, please don't hurt my friends. They haven't done
anything to deserve this."
Rocco smiled, visibly relieved, but there were plenty of
disappointed groans from his friends. "All right then,
open the fucking safe and maybe we'll let you all go."
Wiping away her tears, Val looked up at Rocco. "I-I-I
can't." She whimpered. "It's on a time lock and can't be opened
until eight o'clock tomorrow."
Rocco looked at her curiously. It made sense. A place like
this would want all the cash locked away until a courier could
get it. But something was wrong. If there was a time lock, why
hadn't she told him that from the start? Why had she, all of a
sudden, changed her tune? If she was bluffing, then he was going
to have to call it.
"Guess what blondie?" Rocco said, turning to Kelly. "I
don't believe your friend here. I think she thinks I'm too
stupid to see through her shit."
"No." Said Val. "That's not it, honest. Please don't hurt
them. Oh please." Val broke down crying, her face buried in her
hands.
Rocco hesitated only a moment before moving into his next
phase. "OK boys, since Miss fancy pants here won't cooperate,
let's get down to some serious business." He pointed to various
gang members as he barked out orders. "Get the two big titted
sluts over here. Put the tiny one over there. Leave the other
two where they are."
Soon, the girls were arranged the way Rocco wanted them. He
was going to put on a show for Val that would scare her into
opening the safe.
Donna and Andrea were standing close to Val as Rocco walked
up to them. "First of all." He said, addressing them as well as
Val. "We are going to have a nice big titty show." They all
laughed as he pointed to Andrea and Donna.
Andrea hung her head, avoiding the leering eyes of the young
men. Donna tried to cover her silicone enhanced chest. Rocco
reached out to take Donna's hands away and the pretty blonde
slapped him across the face. He laughed back at her, raising his
gun and pointing it at her. "Sweetie, that's going to cost you
later. Now be a good girl and let my friends see those nice
titties." Seeing no mercy in his eyes, Donna dropped her hands.
Both girls winced as Rocco reached his hands up and cupped a
breast from each. He chuckled to himself as he fondled the
handfuls of flesh. "Not bad." He said, smiling. Donna began to
blush as Rocco's rough touch made her nipple stiffen
involuntarily. He laughed at her. "Nice tits slut, but I prefer
the real thing." Turning to his gang, he called out. "Anyone
want to come play with some plastic Barbie doll tits?" In a
flash, one of the gang members rushed to Rocco's side, taking his
place and began to roughly handle Donna's big breasts. Tears
filled her eyes as the young thug took pleasure in playing with
her firm nipples.
Rocco meanwhile, turned all of his attention to Andrea and
her naturally pendulous breasts. "Those fake tits are OK, but I
love the big sloppy real ones like you've got." He took one in
each hand and began to really squeeze them hard. It was getting
late and past time for Hanna's feeding, so it didn't take too
long for Andrea's engorged breasts to begin to leak milk. She
looked away in shame as Rocco started laughing aloud. "Well
fellas, looks like this one is a mama. Guess it's feeding time
eh honey?" He said. "Say mommy, mind if me and the boys have a
taste?" Before she could respond, Rocco bent his head down and
flicked up the drop of milk from her right nipple.
"Please." Andrea begged, whispering. "Don't." She looked
over at Val, pleading with her eyes. Andrea was afraid for her
safety, but also fearful that Rocco would continue to suck milk
from her breasts. She knew the effect that always had on her.
Taking his cue from Rocco, the other man, Butch, a grungy
white man in his late twenties, bent his head and began to
assault Donna's exposed nipples with his mouth. She had thick,
rubbery nipples that Butch took great joy in chewing on. Donna
bit her lip to fight back tears, but also to hide the little
gasps of pleasure she felt at having her sensitive nipples
bitten. Although Donna used her nipples extensively in her
masturbatory pleasure, no one else had ever played with them.
Meanwhile, Rocco was going to town on Andrea, milking her
breasts with his hands as he lapped up the sweet fluid as it
shot out into his mouth. Ever since she had begun lactating,
Andrea had loved having Jessie suck her swollen tits. It always
hot her hot and ready to fuck. But, Jessie had never sucked her
with such harsh urgency. What Rocco was doing had Andrea's
pussy hotter than it had ever been in her life. She closed her
eyes and tried to stay in control as he drove her half crazy.
Please let me know your thoughts on this...good, bad or otherwise...
ROG
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frighten, harrass or offend anyone. (In other words, it's a work of
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MENSA's, deal with it)
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a.s.s.d. or EMail me. Enjoy.
Roger
PEACH PIT AFTER DARK PART 2
Donna's eyes were shut now as she found herself lost in the
dizzying feeling of this strange man's mouth on her breast. She
wanted nothing more than to run away from the vile beast,
however, the things he was doing had her virgin pussy hotter than
ever in her life. She hardly even noticed when a second mouth
began to assault her other exposed nipple. All Donna could do
was squeeze her eyes tighter and gasp.
Andrea was frightened to feel her pussy juices running down
the inside of her thighs. She silently prayed that Rocco and the
others would not notice, and tried to rub her legs together
discreetly to eliminate any evidence. It was too late, as she
felt Rocco remove his mouth from her breast. Frightened, she
opened her eyes to see him staring at her.
"I see this slut has sprung another leak." He said, running
his finger through the wet trail on her leg and bringing it to
his lips. "Oh yes, I'd say mommy here is ready to get good and
fucked." Andrea opened her mouth to protest, but Rocco kissed
her hard on the lips, probing her mouth with his tongue. She
fought hard against both Rocco and the urge to kiss him back.
Breaking the kiss, Rocco grinned. "Not bad, but not my
style." He said to Andrea. "Someone take her over to the bar."
He called. "Let me test another one." With that, Andrea was
dragged over to a bar stool and forced to sit. Rocco now watched
the two young men working on Donna's big tits. Her head was
thrown back, eyes shut tight. There were tears running down her
cheeks, but Rocco had his suspicions as to why she was crying.
He walked over to the pretty blonde. "Now this one," He
growled. "This one looks a lot more my style."
Donna's eyes popped open and she renewed her struggles. The
men stopped playing with her breasts and held her tightly as
Rocco stood directly in front of the terrified Donna. Smiling,
he reached down to her thighs and stroked them. "I wonder how
hot it gets inside of a Beverly Hills whore." He pondered.
"No, please," Donna begged. "I'm still a virgin, please
don't hurt me."
Rocco stopped for a moment, trying to read her face for any
sign of deception. Seeing that she was sincere, he laughed
aloud. "Oh how perfect. A rich, big titted virgin. I'm going
to do this one myself." He bellowed. "But first, let's see if
she is telling the truth." He wet his finger and rubbed it
against her moist lower lips, then slipped it up inside of her.
Donna yelped in pain as his probing finger became the first thing
to penetrate her womanhood. After wiggling it around a bit,
Rocco pulled his finger out and licked it clean. "Ahhhh," He
said. "Fresh virgin cunt. My favorite." He stepped back. "Put
her aside for now. Let's play with some of the other sluts for a
while."
Donna was dragged into the corner with Andrea as Rocco's
thugs brought Claire over to him. The tiny brunette was trying
to cover her shaved pussy lips from all of the staring eyes
before her. Part of her was remembering all of the times she had
fucked herself with her dildo while dreaming of being gang raped
by pirates or marauding Indians, however this was real, not some
fantasy. These men were set on fucking her and she could not
stop them no matter what she did or said. Clair found herself
both terrified and aroused. Her little nipples hardened against
her breasts, poking into her protecting palms. Her bald pussy
lips were slick with her flowing juices.
Rocco laughed in Claire's face. "Such a tiny slut." He
said. "Some of the boys just might break you in half little
one." He touched her chin, trying to move her face, and Claire
slapped his hand away defiantly. Before she could blink, Rocco
returned her blow with a hard slap across her face, nearly
knocking the petite coed off her feet. "Don't you ever fucking
touch me again unless I tell you to, bitch." He screamed as a
stunned Claire rubbed her burning cheek. "Now slut." He yelled
in her face. "Take your hands away from your cunt. NOW!" Claire
jumped a little in fright and moved her hands away, fully
exposing her small, flat stomach and her shaved pussy to the room
of men, all of whom cheered loudly at the spectacle.
"Such a pretty little cunt." Rocco mocked. "I think it
needs to be nice and wet, or else one of the bigger boys might
just split you in two angel. Why don't you work it up for us.
Get it nice and slick."
Claire hesitated, too scared to move as all eyes stared at
her. She moved her trembling hands between her thighs. Her
finger tips crept up until they made contact with the hot,
smooth, moist flesh of her outer lips.
"Come on." Spat Rocco. "Get that little cunt all juiced up
for our cocks."
Claire felt a twinge of shame as the tip of her middle
finger parted her pussy. She moaned aloud as her other fingers
brushed against her clit. The shame she felt at masturbating in
front of strangers was soon washed away by the deep burning itch
she felt to fill her hot little hole with something, anything.
for now, her fingers would have to do. Slowly, Claire's middle
finger disappeared up inside of her pussy. She parted her thighs
a bit more to get better access. Tossing her head back and
closing he eyes, Claire added her index finger to her now
dripping hole.
Val smiled slightly as she watched. Once, while
drunk, Claire had revealed her secret rape fantasies to Val.
"Looks like they're going to come true Claire." She thought to
herself as she watched the younger girl finger fuck her slick
cunt.
Claire no longer cared who was watching, the burning inside
her was too much to resist. Two fingers jammed in and out of her
aching pussy while her free hand alternated between her stiff
nipples and her swollen clit. She was getting close to bringing
herself to a shuttering climax when Rocco grabbed her wrists and
held them tightly. Claire shrieked more in frustration than in
fright. Rocco brought her pussy juice soaked fingers to his
mouth and sucked them greedily. "Mmmm, now that is sweet pussy.
Someone is gonna be real lucky to taste this one. Hold her here."
He shouted, and two men grabbed her arms and held her while
Rocco walked over to the remaining two girls.
"Last two sluts." He growled, glancing over to Val for
any signs of weakening. She just sat, staring. It was almost as
if she was too compelled by the show to try and stop it. Four
thugs dragged Kelly and Brenda to the center of the room. "Now,
now, you two look like the queen bitches here." He said. The
two girls looked at each other. Years of competition had not
been forgotten despite their friendship.
"What I am going to do is have a contest so see which of you
is really the queen. Butch, get over here." A stout, homely man
rushed to Rocco's side. "Butch here is going to sample both of
your cocksucking techniques. The one who makes him cum is the
winner. The loser gets to take part in my next little show.
Butch grinned wickedly, his smile missing several teeth. Brenda
and Kelly felt hands forcing them to their knees before the
burley man. He reached into his oil stained jeans and fished out
his fat, limp cock.
"Well," He grunted. "Don't just stare at it sluts. Start
sucking."
"Yes." Rocco prodded. "The one who gets him to shoot his
load avoids the next punishment. I do suggest you do your best
to win."
Brenda and Kelly looked at each other. Under any normal
circumstances, they would have vomited at the thought of sucking
this creep off, but now, terrified, their minds raced. The
competitive nature between the two, coupled with buried
resentment seemed to make coaxing a load of cum from the slob the
most important thing in the world.
A step quicker than her friend, Brenda grabbed the man's
cock in her tiny hand and gave it a squeeze. She looked up at
him with her pretty brown eyes. From experience, Brenda knew
that men loved to look down into those eyes while she gave head.
"An ugly brute like this is likely to shoot off from just a sexy
smile, " she thought to herself as his cock head brushed against
her lips. Brenda Walsh was an expert cock tease. Years of
practice on her twin brother and his friends had perfected
teasing skills and they served her well now that she aimed to
please as well as tease. Using his cockhead like a lipstick,
Brenda traced her mouth, feeling him pulse and grow in her hand,
the desire burning in her dark eyes.
"If that is what you call giving head," Spat Kelly, "It's no
wonder Dylan dumped you for me." The blonde girl shoved Brenda
aside and took her place before Butch. The burly man chuckled.
He was used to having to scare women into fucking him, and here
were these two Beverly Hills rich cunts, fighting to get his dick
in their mouths.
Kelly understood the task at hand. She was determined to
get this disgusting pig off, not make him fall in love with her.
Despite her recent monogamous relationship, Kelly had gone down
on her share of men in her lifetime. She made a mental note as
Butch's cockhead penetrated her lips. This was cock number 58 to
have come to rest in the young girl's hot, willing mouth.
Butch's fat cock stretched Kelly's mouth wide. She
immediately went to work on the underside of his shaft with her
tongue. Years in high school of practicing on frat guys had
allowed Kelly to perfect the art of milking semen from a man's
balls until he could not see straight, and this six inch cock may
have been fat, but it was no match for her wide open, deep
throat. Within seconds, Kelly's lips gripped the base of his
cock with ease as she used her tongue to play with his heavy
balls. This drove all men wild, and Butch was no exception. He
groaned loudly as her skilled mouth worked him over.
Seeing the gleam of triumph in Kelly's eyes, Brenda knew she
had to act quickly or be beaten by her blonde rival. With a
shove, Brenda brushed her competition aside and took the
throbbing prick back into her mouth. She was going to pull out
all the stops this time. This scum bag was going to get the BJ
of his life. In England, Brenda had often run out of money and
had taken to sucking cock around her school campus for small sums
of money to keep her in a flat. As such, Brenda had developed
quite a reputation as not only the biggest whore on campus, but
also the best little cocksucker on that side of the Atlantic.
She brushed her teeth over Butch's cockhead, causing him to
flinch and moan deeply. "Damn" He whispered. "You're a great
little cocksucking whore ain't ya?" Brenda had heard that
particular statement so many times is almost sounded natural,
even coming from this scuzzy man. Using her teeth down the
length of his shaft, Brenda gently nibbled at his cock, all the
while lapping against it with her great tongue.
Kelly watched on amazed as Brenda licked, nibbled and hummed
like a starving child feasting on a candy stick. She had always
felt confident that she was better that Brenda. Dylan had told
her as much numerous time, but watching Brenda Walsh gobble this
man's knob had Kelly afraid of losingthis little contest.
Just as the big man closed his eyes and reached for Brenda's
head, Kelly bumped her out of the way. Before he could
begin to protest, Kelly had the entire cock down her throat again.
Since he seemed to enjoy it nasty, Kelly was determined to give
it to him as nasty as she could. She opened her soft lips wide
and jammed his cock into her throat, causing her to choke and
drool all over the throbbing shaft. Kelly had learned this
little trick, not by choice, one night at a frat party and it
always made for very wet, very loud blow jobs.
Looking down at Kelly's covergirl face, Butch sneered. She
was bobbing wildly on his cock, choking herself with it and
letting spit run down her chin, onto her tits. The incredibly
nasty sight was too much. She was a few short strokes from
getting a sperm shower when he saw the brunette shove her way in.
"Damn." He growled
Knowing that the moment of truth was near, Brenda grabbed
his slick shaft and stroked it wildly. With her other hand, she
grabbed his balls and lifted them. Before Kelly could recover
enough to stop her, Brenda had her head buried down between
Butch's legs.
"Oh God!" Butch moaned. "She's got her tongue up my ass."
The other men cheered. Val smiled. Kelly knew she was about to
lose. Instead of giving up however, the beautiful blonde moved
her face right in front of Butch's cock.
"Come on stud." Pleaded Kelly, her covergirl face just
inches from the swollen head of Butch's cock. Brenda was
stroking madly, aiming his fuck stick right at her rival's mug,
driving her tongue as deep into the big man's asshole as she
could, striving to bring him off.
"I know you want to cum." Kelly hissed. "Does it feel good
to have that whore's tongue up your ass? I know you want to cum.
Come on, feed me your cum. Feed it to me Come on fucker, spray
my face with all your fuck juice."
The men all cheered as their friend was worked over by the
two beautiful coeds. The girls stood, open mouthed, shocked
by their friends' lewd behavior. Val just smiled at the slutty
way Kelly and Brenda were fighting for this scum bag's cum.
Beyond holding back, Butch cried out as he felt his balls
explode. With Brenda's tongue in his ass. the burly man let
loose a thick stream of white, hot cum. It splashed directly
against Kelly's cheek, splattering loudly and running down her
face. Reflexively, Kelly turned her mouth to the stream of
sticky fluid. Butch shot a second powerful blast directly into
her open mouth, grunting loudly as he felt his balls empty all
over the young blonde's pretty face. She greedily lapped up all
she could before sucking his still pulsing head between her lips
to drain the final drops of jizz that trickled onto her tongue.
"Very nice sluts." Rocco said. "You competed well. Now
it's time to finish playing with the last little bitch while the
brunette here pays her debt."
Kelly smiled, Butch's cum, still running down her chin. "Go
take your punishment Brenda. Too bad you lost cunt."
"Fuck you Kelly, I made him cum. You just took his load on
your slutty face, you whore." Spat Brenda.
"Girls, girls." Rocco chuckled. "I assure you, you're both
perfect sluts, but I'm afraid, blondie, that your friend is
right. It was her tongue in Butch's ass that made him cum.
Brenda grinned triumphantly. Kelly tried to protest, but
was quickly dragged over to Rocco. "Bring the little one too."
He snapped. Claire was brought before him. "Since you never got
to cum for us, I'm gonna let you do something special for all of
us to see." He said, caressing Claire's cheek.
She struggled to get away, but was held tightly. Rocco
grabbed a bottle of beer from the counter and poured the contents
at Claire's feet. She shivered as the cold liquid splattered on
her bare legs and trembled as he held the long necked glass
bottle before her face.
"Take this honey." He said "Take it and show us how you
would have sucked Butch off." The men laughed and cheered as
Claire's trembling fingers wrapped around the bottle. She tensed
up and thought of using it on the gang leader's head. "I
wouldn't if I were you." He said, as if reading her mind.
"They'll blow your pretty head off before you even swing that
bottle."
Realizing that it was true, Claire took the bottle in her
fingers and stood awaiting Rocco's next instructions. "Go on"
He barked. "Give the boys a show. Make like the bottle is your
boyfriend and make him feel good."
As the men hooted and called out, Claire brought the bottle
to her mouth, trying to drown out the noise and humiliation.
Rocco left her side and stood beside Valerie. "This Princess
here is gonna have to pleasure her glass lover for as long as you
say sweets."
Thinking quickly, Val blurted out. "OK, stop it now."
Rocco shook his head. "Not so fast love. She can stop as
soon as you cum."
Val's face went white. He wasn't supposed to hurt her. He
was just supposed to make her watch while he abused the others.
"Don't touch me." She whined.
"Oh sweets, I'm not going to touch you." He replied. "You
see, she is going to fuck and suck that bottle until you cum,
but it's not going to be me who works on your cunt. It's going to
be her." Rocco pointed at Kelly.
Kelly gasped. "What?"
"That's right blondie, you lost the cock sucking contest, so
you have to get down on your knees and lick her cunt until she cums."
Two gang members forced Kelly to her knees while Rocco
forced Val's leather skirt up to her waist. He took a long look
at her firm thighs and the black silk panties she wore. He
smiled as he pulled them off her legs, noticing the damp spot on
her crotch. "Now then." He announced. "The rules are as
follows. Cutie over there has to put on a nice show with the
bottle until blondie here makes the boss lady cum. As soon as
she does, we'll stop."
Val's mind raced. Years of fucking lame high school boys
had taught her how to fake a climax convincingly. She could end
the whole thing rather quickly. Kelly had begun to cry as they
dragged her over to Vat's barstool. "I don't have to make it go
on for very long." She thought to herself.
As if reading her mind, Rocco said, "Sure, you can fake it
at any time, bitch. Just remember this, if I even think that
it's not real, I'll kill every one of you right on the spot."
Donna started to cry and the others trembled at the cold,
hard tone in his voice.
"Let the games begin." Rocco announced with a shout.
Claire brought the bottle up to her trembling lips and
kissed it gently. If Kelly did a good job eating Val's' cunt, or
better yet, if Val faked a good cum, then it would be over before
she had to anything too disgusting with the long necked glass
bottle.
As Val looked down at Kelly's tear streaked face, she had
every intention of giving the best fake orgasm of her life within
moments of Kelly touching her. Val knew she could pull it off,
and that would save Kelly and Claire from too much
embarrassment.
Kelly looked up from between Val's thighs with a look of
utter contempt. "You bitch," She whispered. "You're just
loving this aren't you?"
Something snapped in Val's head. All thoughts of faking a
climax and getting this over with vanished and were replaced by
the realization that she had total power in this situation. She
had Kelly at her complete disposal. After all the
shit she had taken from her, Val knew Kelly could not stop
licking her cunt until she had climaxed. Val grinned broadly.
"Just get to it Kelly, lick my pussy and make me cum now!"
She whispered.
Kelly buried her face between Val's thighs. She had messed
around with girls before, but this was a girl she hated. Val
kept her knees close together, forcing Kelly to really push her
face hard to get at the brunette's closely trimmed pussy. At
first, Kelly just held her face in close to see if Val was going
to fake it. The brunette responded by clamping her firm thighs
around the blonde's head and using her hand to push Kelly's face
into her crotch.
Claire was silently stroking the bottle with her fingers as
she watched Kelly forced to go down on Val. Part of her was
terrified, but she was at least relieved not to be in Kelly's
position. Spurred on by the catcalls of the gang, she brought
the bottle to her lips and kissed the tip. Claire had performed
inciting acts on bottle of beer before numerous times at parties
and in bars, but she had a feeling these guys were going to want
to see more than her usual teasing. They all seemed to have
blood in their eyes.
Feeling eyes staring at her Kelly fought back tears as she
stuck her out her tongue and got her first taste of Val's pussy.
It was strong, and her lips dripped with juices. "The fucking
slut is enjoying seeing us abused." Kelly thought to herself.
Remembering the tone in Rocco's voice reminded Kelly of their
fate if she failed to do a good job. She put her ideas of
revenge on Val aside and concentrated on getting the cunt to
cum. She buried her tongue deeper into the brunette's steaming
folds. Val's tight inner muscles gripped the invader as Kelly
tried to tongue fuck her.
Val closed her eyes and moaned as Kelly worked on her. The
feeling of power that gripped her was far better than any sexual
feeling she might have had. Here was Princess Kelly, who had
hated Val for so long, on her knees, forced to lick her cunt. A
small shudder went through her body and Val had to fight against
the overwhelming urge to climax. No way she wanted this to end
so quickly.
Claire was working the neck of the bottle into her mouth,
sucking it as best she could, trying to keep the gang of horny
men satisfied with her oral show. What she was in fact doing,
was showcasing her oral talents for all of them to see. Her soft
lips gripped the clear, glass neck of the bottle. It was only
five inches long, so the entire neck fit easily into her mouth.
The cold, smooth feel of the glass on her tongue felt odd, but
the very act of shoving the long cylindrical object into her
mouth had Claire's pussy heating up again rapidly.
Rocco switched his eyes back and forth between the two hot
spectacles. To his left, the little slut was giving the bottle
some class A head. Off to the right, the boss bitch was starting
to moan pretty loudly while the other slut was lapping away at
her hot cunt like she was born to do it. From the way the
brunette was shaking and panting, Rocco could tell that she
wasn't about to fake a cum just to save her friends. Maybe this
plan of torturing the girls wasn't going to work after all.
Maybe this cracy whore really didn't care what he and the boys did to
hr friends.
None of that really mattered to Rocco anymore. He knew the
boys would be pissed about the money, so he had already decided
to let them all fuck these five Beverly Hills cunts until
they had enough to forget the cash. From the way they were
chanting at the little one, Rocco could tell the were not going
to wait much longer.
Someone handed Claire another bottle. "Don't stop sucking
slut." One of them growled. From the corner of her eye, she
could see that Kelly was still working on Val. Seeing that any
further attempt to delay would enrage the gang, Claire set to
work on the next stage of her show. With her free hand, Claire
lowered the second bottle down between her thighs and rubbed it
along her smooth, hairless slit. The cold glass made her shudder
as she spread her feet wider apart, opening herself up. Someone
was yelling at her to fuck herself. Claire felt lost in a haze
of humiliation and sexual confusion.
The bottle was roughly the same size as a vibrator Claire
had been using to scratch the burning itch between her legs since
she was thirteen. Despite the humiliation of the situation,
Claire couldn't help but notice how badly her aching lips longed
for the hard, thick glass phallus which rested at her tight
opening. With a final burst of courage, Claire blocked out the
cheering, lust filled gang and bent her knees, simultaneously
shoving the bottle up inside of her pussy. Claire let out a gasp
as the glass neck slipped past her wet outer lips and penetrated
her tight inner folds.
At the same time everyone's attention was on Claire's bottle
show, Val was staring down into Kelly's eyes. The blonde had
tried to come up for air, only to have Val grab her by the back
of the hair and shove her face deep into her cunt. "Don't you
dare stop now Kelly" She hissed. "Use your fingers on me."
Kelly fought back the urge to vomit. The idea of being in
the same room with Val made her ill, but this was too much.
Still, she could not afford to fight it just now. All she could
do was make Val cum and hope it would be over. Moving her
fingers up to Val's soaked pussy lips, Kelly inserted two deep
inside of her. With her mouth now concentrating on the swollen
clit, Kelly sucked it like a little cock. All she wanted was for
Val to flood her face with her juices. From the way the brunette
wrapped her thick thighs around the blonde's neck, it was
apparent that Kelly was, in fact, moving rapidly towards her
goal. She drove her fingers in deeper, probing for Val's G spot,
knowing full well that there was no way she could hold back a
climax once that was stimulated.
Val was pleasantly shocked as Kelly fingered away at her G
spot. Had Dylan told her how she could squirt? Would he have
done such a thing? At that point, it really didn't matter, once
Val was touched there, it was all over. Her climax was now
inevitable.
Seeing that Kelly had almost completed her task, Claire knew
that she didn't have time to fuck her tight pussy with the bottle
much longer. Instead of slowing down to ride out this horror,
she found herself pumping faster. In spite of herself,
Claire could not help but push towards her own climax. It felt
good to have something hard inside of her. Somewhere in the
crazy scene, she had lost her sense of shame and just gave in to
the itch between her legs. The significance of people were watching
her fuck and suck on glass cocks had long ago vanished. All that
remained was the burning fire in her loins and Claire knew that
only a good, hard cum could stop it.
"Ohhhhh." She moaned, feeling the waves of orgasmic
pleasure begin to wash over her body. Claire threw her head back
and cried out around the bottle in her mouth. Applause and
cheers rose up from the crowd as they watched the lovely young
coed, shake wildly as she climaxed on her glass lover. Trying to
catch her breath, Claire stood in the center of the room, suddenly
overcome by her sense of showmanship. She slowly slid the soaked
bottle from her pussy and brought it to her lips. With a wicked
grin, Claire slid the pussy coated bottle into her mouth, sucking
her own luscious juices from it for all to see. The gang went
wild with rabid cheers.
At the same time Claire was bringing herself off, Val's mind had
begun to cloud over with unbearable sexual tension. Her G spot
orgasms were ten times as intense as her normal ones, and the one
Kelly was working from her was a killer. As the blonde clamped her
mouth down over Val's swollen clit, she pressed and rubbed hard on the
inner wall of her cunt. This was the spot. This was the thing that
dreams were made of for Val. Feeling her body pushed past the point
of no return, the sexy brunette tightened her grip on Kelly, squeezing
her tightly with thick, strong thighs.
Kelly was taken by surprise by Val's strong hold. Her face was
smashed against the other girl's dripping pussy. Instinctively, Kelly
dug her nails into the inner wall of Val's cunt, trying to force her
to release her grip. Instead of the desired effect, Kelly's action
only pushed Val over the edge. Her mind and body exploded in a white
hot fury. Val cried out like a beast in the night. She felt each
contraction of every muscle in her body as she went completely rigid
on the barstool.
Unaware of the well she had tapped, Kelly sucked away on Val's
cunt, even as the brunette began to buck wildly on the seat. As the
first stream of hot, clear girl cum shot from Val's pussy, Kelly was
less than an inch away, open mouthed, to receive a mouthful. Thinking
at first that Val was pissing in her face, Kelly tried to pull away in
disgust. Instead, she found her head shoved back in by Val's groping
hands. "Lick it up." The brunette hissed down at her lover. "Suck my
cum you fucking slut." Val was lost in her mind shattering climax and
could not have stopped had she wanted to.
With little choice, Kelly buried her head in Val's' cunt and
lapped up the streaming girl cum as it shot into her face. She wanted
to run away crying, but knew that her only escape would be to ride out
the humiliation and hope it would soon all be over. As she gulped
down the seemingly endless jets of Val's cum, escape seemed very far
away.
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PEACH PIT AFTER DARK PART 3
A humiliated Kelly Taylor got to her feet, Val's' cum still
dripping from her chin, and stood defiantly. "OK, I did my
chore. I made this fucking bitch cum, now let us go."
The room got silent as the gang members looked to their
leader. The girls silently prayed that it was indeed over.
Rocco stood, rubbing his chin and said. "Well, I didn't say
I would let you go, but since you did such a good job licking her
cunt, I'll give the boss lady one last chance to save her
friends." He turned to Val, who was still panting after her
earth shattering climax. "What do you say boss lady? You gonna
open that safe, or do the boys here show your friends what
partying is all about?"
Val looked out across her club. The pleading eyes of her
five friends looked up at her. She had a clear choice, open the
safe and loose her money, or let these men brutalize the other
girls. The choice was clear. "I can't open it." She said, her
eyes dropping to the floor.
Rocco was shocked to hear a huge cheer come up from his
gang. Apparently the loss of all the money they had planned to
steal did not upset them too greatly. Thinking quickly, he
grabbed one of the black, circular tables from the center of the
club and flipped it upside down. "Bring them here." He screamed.
The five girls tried to scatter and run, but there were too
many bodies blocking their way, and soon all five were rounded up
and held tightly. Each girl was forced to her knees and
handcuffed to the legs of the table. As they struggled, the men
watched their young bodies writhe and squirm.
"All right boys, it's time for all these whores to give
some head. Line up for your favorite slut and face fuck away."
Rocco announced with a wicked laugh.
In a flash, the thirty or so men scrambled to find the mouth
they most wanted to fuck. Not surprisingly, most of the men
flocked the beauty queen Kelly and the bottle gobbling Claire.
Seeing a forming line, many of the men then flocked to the huge
titted virgin Donna and the pretty little brunette bitch Brenda. The
stragglers seemed to gravitate reluctantly toward Andrea and her
sagging, milk laden breasts.
The well trained thugs did not attack right away, instead they
waited for their leader to give the signal. Strolling close and waving
his gun at the girls, Rocco growled at them. "Now, its time to get
down to some fun. If any of you bitches bite, or even try to fight
whatever the boys want, I will shoot each one of you in the head.
Understood?"
The girls were scared silent. These were serious men and to
fight meant certain death. Only Donna, who had never so much as
touched a bare penis, even thought twice before reluctantly holding
still. From his stool next to Val, Rocco smiled. They looked at the
sight. All five girls were on their knees, hands cuffed behind them.
Each had a cock shoved in her mouth and was being face fucked
furiously.
Leaning close, Rocco whispered to Val, "All right sweetie. I'm
sick of your shit. My boys are going to rape your bitch freinds until
they get tired no matter what. Since you don't seem to care about that
very much, let me make you a different offer." He held the gun to her
forehead. "Tell me the combination of the safe now, or I'll splatter
your brains all over the walls and fuck the empty hole in your skull."
Val looked into Rocco's eyes and shivered at the ice cold
glare she saw. "If I tell you now, will you stop that?" She motioned
towards the circle of men mouth raping her freinds.
"Not unless you beg me to." Rocco whispered. He had a
feeling he knew what she wanted.
Val swallowed hard. "I won't beg. I will give you the first
two numbers now and the third one when they are finished." She
replied.
Rocco had to fight back the laughter. "Deal."
The brunette whispered something into Rocco's ear. He smiled
at Val and noticed the gleam in her eyes. There was something evil
underneath her outer facade that he found ultimately attractive. She
was actually going to hold the final number in the combination until
her freinds were all raped.
"All right." He said. "We'll just watch for a bit."
Val was already watching intently. The circle of young women
who had so often ignored and excluded Val were not being sexually
abused, all because she had ordered it. She wanted nothing more than
to dance circles around the snotty bitches as they had their mouths
stuffed with gang members cocks.
The scene was dizzying. There was Andrea, the smartest, most
mouthy girl in Beverly Hills, with her lips stretched around some
stranger's prick. Her usual uppity remarks were absent on this
occasion, as the young man's balls slapped against her chin. The
overly excited youth was desperately plunging his prick into this high
class piece of ass. His body quaked and for the first time since
ending her affair with the handsome young doctor, Andrea felt sperm
shoot across her tongue. Trying to follow her first instinct, Andrea
started to turn her head away from the strong tasting fluid, but the
climaxing man held her head firmly in place as his balls emptied onto
her gagging mouth. With no other choice, Andrea was forced to what
she had always refused to do for her husband, swallow a thick wad of
cum. Val noted with a smile the look of sheer terror in her eyes as
Andrea spied the line of men waving their pricks at the big titted
brunette.
Beside her, Brenda Walsh was being force fed a cock. She was
less opposed to sucking strange dick than her married friend, but the
rough treatment she was receiving was worse than even her paying
customers in the UK had doled out. The somewhat overweight man was
pumping his cock deep into the young girl's throat while he held her
in place by the hair. He had never experienced such a young and
pretty thing in his life and the warm, wet mouth felt better than any
pussy he had fucked. As he neared the moment of truth, the man was
struck by a wicked desire to see this bitch wearing signs of his
conquest. He yanked back hard on Brenda's head, his cock springing
free from her lips just as he exploded. Jets of pearly white cream
spurted up onto Brenda Walsh's face, splashing against her cheeks and
immediately forcing her eyes shut. The man grunted as he stroked his
cock faster in his callused hand, milking every last drop onto her
face. "Look at me slut." He grunted. Brenda slowly opened her eyes.
Smiling down at her, the man smeared his sticky cum all over her face
with his cock head. He traced a line of sperm around her lips like
some obscene milky lipstick. Before stepping aside, he had covered
Brenda Walsh's face with spunk.
Next to Brenda, Claire was making quick work of the line of
men who stood before her. As Brenda was being plastered with cum,
Claire felt the third cock in less than ten minutes pierce her lips.
The young girl was beginning to loose herself in her fantasies of rape
and humiliation. She was hard at work sucking off the man in front of
her. It had been a long time since Claire had sucked off more than one
man at a time and despite her fear and revulsion, part of her could
not deny the thrills which shot through her pussy each time a jet of
hot cum shot across her tongue. The Chancellor's daughter swallowed
up the sticky fluid as quickly as she could, in hopes that she could
get them all off quickly and end the torment and the devastating
excitement it brought her. As the third load gushed into her mouth,
Claire felt much of the salty fluid lead out around her lips and run
down her face. As fast as the cum dripping cock was removed, a fresh
one took its place.
Donna meanwhile was crying so hard she could barely breathe
around the thick, dark cock a young Mexican gang member was pushing
into her face. At her first taste of cock, the busty blonde virgin
had begun weeping. This break in the action only seemed to provoke
the gang members. The one she was sucking had grabbed a handful of
her hair and yanked her head back. "I'll give you something to cry
about." He snarled as he fucked her open mouth with great intensity.
Following his lead, two of the other gang members began to pinch and
squeeze her oversized silicone filled breasts. The pain only added to
her humiliation and made Donna sob all the harder, however, now, with
a cock in her mouth, she was unable to do anything but wail against
her flesh gag. This extra action was all it took and the man began to
shake uncontrollably as he unloaded his seed into her virgin mouth.
As he withdrew his shrinking prick, Donna coughed and spat out the
offending liquid, letting it drip down onto her swollen and abused
tits. Before she could even spit out the last of his cum, another man
stood before her, anxious for his turn.
The fifth girl in the circle was the hardest at work. Kelly
Taylor, her covergirl face still wet with Val's liquid orgasm, was
servicing two of the gang members at once. The two gigantic men had
fought briefly over who would get her first, but had decided that
there was room enough for two. Now the young model had one black and
one white cock in her mouth at once. The two bigger than average size
organs streched her soft lips obscenely beyond their limit, forcing
her jaw open painfully. With so much meat in her mouth, all Kelly
could do was kneel there, mouth forced open, and drool all over
herself. As the men increased their strokes in her face, they seemed
to be dueling each other for who could cut her deepest with his words.
"You like this don't you slut?" Asked the white youth.
"Can't get enough cock, can you whore?" Echoed his freind.
"She needs that smart mouth washed out with cum."
"I think she has a real thing for black cock."
"Any cock will do. She just loves it."
"Look at that pretty face, all streched out."
"Not gonna do much modeling with your lips all torn open
sweetie."
"I think Miss Covergirl here needs a sperm facial."
Tears fell down Kelly's face as her two assailants verbally
humiliated her as they double fucked her mouth.
"Ohhhh," Groaned the black man. "I'll paint her face, you
fill her mouth." He pulled his long, black pole from her mouth and
slapped the fat head against her cheek. His freind pumped his cock in
deeper to Kelly's throat. Both men neared climax at the same time,
grunting and pumping their fuck sticks rapidly.
The first blast of semen shot to the back of Kelly's throat,
causing her to choke and cough as he continued to pump his seed onto
her tongue. Seeing her mouth open up, the young black man aimed his
cock and fired his first jet of cum right into the small opening
beside his friend's cock. The double spray of jizz quickly filled her
mouth and ran down Kelly's chin. Satisfied with the mouthful of cum
they had given her, both men targeted her face for the final spurts of
their cum. In a matter of seconds, Kelly's eyes were spermed shut and
literally every square inch of her face coated with thick cum. Her
tear and cum streaked face was on display momentarily before the next
pair brandishing hardening cocks stepped forward and stuffed her mouth
again.
From her vantage point, on the barstool, Val sat, shifting in
her seat, watching the debauchery. Her pussy juice flowed freely onto
the seat. Rocco had moved his hand up her thigh. This hot bitch was
holding the combination to her safe in trade for his gang raping her
friends. That was sick even beyond what Rocco usually found
attractive. With his strong hands, he guided Val up off her barstool
and stood her between his legs, facing away from him. She gave little
resistance as he rubbed her ass through her short skirt. The gun in
her ribs reminded Val that Rocco was still in charge. He lifted her
skirt up over her plump, round ass and found her hot pussy with his
fingers. She gasped softly as he began to fuck her sopping cunt with
two fingers, driving her insane with desire as she watched the
continued oral assaults.
When each gang member had shot at least one load onto the face
of his choice, they took the order from Rocco to turn things up a
notch. "Let's see just how much these whores can take." He bellowed.
All the while, as Val watched gang members after gang member
orally rape her friends, Rocco finger fucked her soaked pussy to
climax. She bit her lip to hide her moans of pleasure at seeing their
pain and suffering.
Now, as Rocco barked at his men to drag the girls to their
feet, he slipped his slick fingers into Val's ass. She groaned at the
invasion, but shoved her hips back against him, stringing for more of
the pleasure he was giving her. Although Val's ass had never been
fucked, she had always enjoyed a finger or two there while she fucked.
Now, watching the girls dragged over to the bar, Val could not help
but cum all over Rocco's invading hand.
Unceremoniously, Rocco yanked his fingers from Val's tight
asshole and dripping pussy and handed her over to two of his henchmen.
He began to pace in front of the girls, all lined up at the bar. "So
sluts," He began. "Did you enjoy round one of our little game?"
The girls trembled in fear as Rocco walked slowly down the row
until he stood at the end, directly in front of Andrea. "Well mom."
He teased. "You didn't look like much of a cock sucker, and I'll bet
after squeezing out the little pup, that cunt of yours is all
stretched out something fierce. Not much of a prize." He turned
toward his gang. "Billy, you and your crew haven't done shit lately.
You guys can fuck mama here." He took Andrea by the arm, ignoring her
tears of shame and shoved her into a small group of the men. The
immediately lifted her off the floor and set her on one of the tables.
Andrea kicked and struggled for a few seconds until she saw Rocco
raise his gun to Donna's head. There was no point in fighting. She
was going to be fucked by these men until they were finished with her.
All Andrea could do was close her eyes and try to ignore the groping
hands and cruel remarks of the 'losers' who ended up with her instead
of one of the prettier Beverly Hills girls.
Rocco next stopped in front of Brenda, who even now, with cum
dripping from her chin, had a snotty look on her face and scowled at
Rocco as he approached her. "PJ" He said. "You and your crew take
little miss bitch here. I don't think she has been properly put in
her place yet."
Brenda was determined that she would not give these scum the
satisfaction of seeing her struggle. She walked over to a nearby
table, not once looking at them. The glare never left her pretty face
as they shoved her on her back and began fishing their growing cocks
out of their jeans. Half of these men were black, and fucking a black
man was something that Brenda Walsh had never even considered doing.
More than that, each of these men, black and white alike, had thick,
long cocks, as big as any she had ever seen None of the men she had
sucked off earlier had been nearly this big. The idea of fucking so
many huge cocks frightened Brenda. "There are so many of them." She
thought to herself, mesmerized by the monster boners. Her spell was
broken as the men shoved her onto her back. Two of them knelt on the
table one either side of her head and began slapping her face with
their cocks. The others grabbed her long, thin legs and lifted them
high into the air as one of the young black men stroked his hard cock
at Brenda's tight opening. Before she could protest, Brenda found her
mouth gagged with another big cock.
Brenda Walsh's moans were stifled by a mouthful of hard cock,
but to the others, there was no mistaking her shock and shame at being
filled with nearly a foot of black cock. Even untouched, Val could
feel her cunt spasm gently in a small orgasm. What she would have
given for a video camera so she could capture this glorious moment and
relive it again and again.
Rocco took Kelly and Claire by their wrists and dragged them
towards two empty tables. "The rest of you split up and work these
bitches over." He barked.
The remaining gang members split up at tables with either
Claire or Kelly, groping at the young women and holding them down
while the fought over who would go first.
"That leaves just you Princess." Rocco said to Donna. "I
don't want to throw you to the wolves like your friends there. They
might just rip a sweet little virgin like you in two." He ran his
finger tip along Donna's chin. "You can thank your friend here for my
mercy." He said. "She begged me not to let them gang bang your
cherry away."
Donna looked at Val and broke down into tears. After all the
terrible things they had said and done to her, Val had saved her from
the gang rape which was sure to be her fate. Such an act of kindness
was beyond her comprehension. "Thank you Val." She sobbed. "Oh
thank you."
"Now for the true test of friendship." Continued Rocco,
catching both girl's attention.
"What do you mean?" Asked Donna, her eyes wide with fear.
"She saved you from a table party." He replied "But now I'm
going to give her a choice." Rocco paused for a moment, assuring that
he had the full attention of both girls. "Either you party me little
one, or the boss lady here joins my friends on the tables for a great
big gang bang with every one of them."
"No." both girls whispered simultaneously. Donna began to
tear up again. Val scowled at Rocco. How dare he do this to her?
She didn't give a shit about Donna's stupid virginity, but now Rocco
was making her a part of this. How was she going to explain it away?
"Well? Which is it gonna be boss lady?" He snarled. "Do I
deflower your friend or do we get to watch you party with a few dozen
of my closest friends?"
Donna's eyes met Val's She had stopped crying and looked as
calmly as possible at her friend. She so desperately wanted to keep
her virginity, but Donna could not bear the thought of Val having to
be abused by a group of these men. It was too much guilt for her
conscience. Still, she hesitated, silently hoping that Val might
volunteer to save her innocence.
In stark contrast to Donna, Val's mind was made up instantly.
No way in Hell she was going to let any of these scum touch her. If
it was to come down to her or Donna, then fuck the little virgin.
Survival of the fittest had always suited Val just fine.
Before she had to utter those words, Donna bowed her head.
"Take me." She whispered. "Val has done enough to try to save me."
With a tear in her big blue eyes, Donna looked up at Rocco. "Just
please be gentle with me."
Val had to fight back the laughter as she watched Rocco smile
at the busty blonde virgin. She almost had to blow her innocent
cover. "Donna." She whispered. "Are you sure?"
"Yes." Replied the girl. "It's the only way. I owe you that
much."
"Well then." Growled Rocco. "Let's get to it sweet lips."
Wiping her eyes, Donna tried to smile at Val. She mouthed the
words, "Don't worry." To the brunette. It was all Val could do to
keep from exploding with laughter.
Turning her head away to hide a smile, Val could see the
others being put through the paces by Rocco's gang. She shivered a
bit at the thought that it could have been her own fate. "But it
isn't" Val thought to herself, a huge smile crossing her face and a
tingle coming from between her legs.
Val could see Andrea, still on her back on the round black
table. One of the gang members stood between her thick thighs and
pounded away on her pussy. Two others held her arms tightly over her
head, pinning her down. Still two more were playing with her heavy,
milk laden breasts, squeezing every last drop from her abused mammies.
The last of the thugs knelt beside her head and was filling Andrea's
mouth with his cock, which had just finished fucking her cunt. Andrea
was busy following his orders to lick his cum and her own jizz from
his prick. Never could she have imagined doing such a thing, but now,
the multi pronged attack by these men on her whole body was too much.
Andrea felt her clit begin to hum in spite of herself. Her shame
began to melt away as she could feel her first orgasm with a partner
since before the pregnancy sweep over her body. To hide her grunts of
pleasure, Andrea sucked harder on the cock that still tasted of her
own cunt. As the two men working her breasts both began to suck them
dry at once, Andrea felt the second man flood her insides with his
cum. No longer caring that his seed was splashing against her exposed
womb, Andrea began to spasm wildly, thrashing on the table beneath her
attackers. Lost in her overwhelming climax, Andrea forgot for a
moment that she was being held down. When the man pulled his
shrinking cock from her still orgasming pussy, she felt a desperate
loss of cock. Andrea cried out around a mouthful of cock. "No,
please. Fuck me. Fuck me someone. Now!" As the words left her
throat, Andrea felt the humiliation of her cries. She was begging
these men, these animals to fuck her. These men who raped her had
made her feel like her loving husband never could.
Opening her eyes just a peek, Andrea could see one of the
young men leering at her. "That's right slut. I'm going to fuck you
next, but only if you beg me again." She could feel the fat head of
his cock rest against her aching clit. Knowing that she had lost,
Andrea closed her eyes and followed his orders. "Please fuck me."
She begged. "Please fuck my nasty cunt." In the back of her mind,
Andrea played that if one of the six thugs impregnated her, that it
was one of the two Hispanics, and not the white or black assailants.
That would be just too difficult to explain to her husband.
Not five feet from where Andrea was lost in a multi-orgasmic
stupor, Clair Arnold had her hands and other orifices full with her
own gang bang. The chancellor's daughter had been bent over the table
at her waist, her arms pulled tightly to either side, forcing her face
down against the cold, black marble. In this position, her head
rested just at the opposite edge of the small table, making her the
perfect height to be both fucked in the cunt from behind, and the
mouth from the front.
That is exactly what was happening now, as one man pounded
away on Clair from behind her, watching the way his solid eight inches
of man meant slid into her incredibly tight young cunt. Another man,
who had already been sucked off earlier by this stunning young thing,
was root deep into her throat and nearing another climax. Claire's
mind was buzzing with her elaborate fantasies of rape and capture.
These were not common street thugs, raping a coed, but rather, they
were invading soldiers, here to lay claim to the daughter of their
enemy. This somehow made it not so bad as she felt herself cumming on
her attackers cock. "If only he weren't such an asshole." Clair
thought as she gulped down yet another load of sperm. "I'd date This
guy just for his long cock."
While Clair may have been enjoying a big cock in her, Brenda
clearly was not. Sensing a defiance in the spunky brunette, Rocco had
correctly assessed the need for an attitude adjustment. He had teamed
Brenda up with the six gang members with the reputations for being the
most well endowed. As a result, poor little Brenda Walsh found
herself surrounded by three black, two white and one Hispanic gang
member, all with at least ten inches of hard cock ready and waiting to
invade her every orifice.
Although not lacking in sexual experience, and in spite of
some portent for size, Brenda was overwhelmed by the sheer mass of
what was being shoved inside of her nice, tight pussy. She lay on her
back, long, thin legs draped up over the broad shoulders of a tall,
black man. The youth, who would have been a class mate of Brenda's
had he been blessed with her good fortune, was instead working out
plenty of pent up anger on the prone white bitch beneath him. He
could tell by the way she had sucked some the other's cocks earlier,
that she was little more than a cheap whore, but still she had gasped
at the sight of his foot long salami.
Her freshly fucked cunt had been opened up a little by one of
his buddies, but still she had bucked wildly in protest as she felt
the swollen head of his cock press past her pussy lips. By the time he
had worked the first ten inches of his member inside of Brenda, she
had given up her thrashing and squealed in pain as he hit her cervix.
Pausing just long enough to see the fear and wonderment in her eyes,
the young man had rammed home the final two inches, bringing a pained
yelp from the sexy brunette.
One of the others, not as thrilled with her wild screaming as
his friends, decided to shut her mouth as best he could. Kneeling
over her body, the young man sat on Brenda's chest, crushing her small
tits beneath his body. This kept her from squirming too much as the
assault on her cunt by the massive cock continued. It also put him in
perfect position to slap her chin with his heavy cock.
The nine inch fuck meat popped noisily against Brenda's skin.
Smiling down at her, the young man mocked the prone coed. "Guess all
you needed was a good fucking and some dick slapping eh slut?"
Instead of answering, all she could do was groan loudly as her pussy
was continuously filled beyond its capacity. Seeing the opportunity,
the youth slid forward on Brenda's chest and slipped the head of his
big cock between her parted lips. Unable to fight, all she could do
was let him fuck her face with the same relentless drive as his friend
used on her abused pussy. Soon, two more of his buddies had gathered
around Brenda's head and were dick slapping her face as well.
Knowing that she was beyond any further pain he could inflict,
the young black man between her thighs set his sights on his own
orgasm, pumping harder and faster than ever known. As the man fucking
Brenda's mouth suddenly began to shake atop her body, she knew that he
was about to flood her with his cum. With her mouth now filling with
semen, Brenda could feel her other attacker's cock throbbing deep
within her cunt. She tried in vain to squirm her way away from his
cock, hoping he would pull out rather than shoot his load so deep into
her unprotected womb, but it was no use. As she opened her mouth to
scream out, Brenda felt the cum drip out around the cock. Such a
delightfully wicked sight only fueled the other attackers to also
shoot their loads onto her face, plastering Brenda's eyes shut with
their juices. In her state, she was unable to see the final two
members move in, each one with a cock bigger than the one that had
just split her open.
Cum was dripping down Val's leg as she watched Brenda's
struggles. Unseen by the others, the had been hard at work fingering
her clit at the sight of the others gang fucking. So lost in her lust
was Val, that she did not notice Donna, who seemed to be busy sucking
Rocco's cock, peering around his body, shocked at what she saw. It
distracted her just long enough to piss Rocco off. He scowled down at
the blonde, who was doing a credible job sucking on his 11 inch,
monstrously thick prick. "You better hope you fuck better than you
suck, sister, or else I'll have to just throw you down and drill that
ass of yours." He growled. "Now get on your feet."
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Rog
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PEACH PIT AFTER DARK PART 4
Hearing Rocco's voice, averted Val's attention back to the
cherry popping ceremony that was taking place a few feet down the bar
from her. She quickly hid her fingers behind her back as she watched,
wide eyed as Rocco lifted Donna effortlessly off the ground. The
leader's cock was long, quite long, but it was the miraculous
thickness that had Val actually wishing she had volunteered to take
Donna's place.
He cupped her small ass in his hands and held her in mid air,
her poubty pussy lips an inch above his rock hard cock. "Look in my
eyes little one." He said. "I want to see you lose that cherry."
Donna held on to Rocco's neck, her whole body shaking uncontrollably
as she felt the head of his prick touching her lips. This was it.
After all of her fighting to stay pure, all of the relationships she
had lost, all the frustration. It was all for nothing as this violent
stranger was about to take her most precious gift.
The final thought was cut short as Donna felt a stabbing pain
and searing heat explode from between her legs. What was happening?
Was he shoving a baseball bat inside of her? Surely she would be
ripped in two. Donna tried to scream out, but Rocco silenced her with
a hard kiss on the mouth as he lowered the struggling blonde beauty,
inch by inch, onto his steel rod. Her resistance was high, and soon,
even with all of her body weight pressing down, his cock would go no
further. He let her stay this way for several moments, loving the
feeling of her tight cunt refusing him entry. Donna's eyes were
glassed over with fear and pain as she remained still, balanced atop
this man's huge cock, believing she had finally felt the last of him.
With a quick, powerful thrust, Rocco shattered Donna's
illusion and ripped open the last of her tight cunt. She dropped the
last few inches and painfully came to rest on his hips, her body
filled to the breaking point with eleven thick inches. Slowly, he
began to lift her back up his shaft, her pussy clinging tightly to him
until just the head remained. Then, once again, he let her drop. For
Donna, it was like losing her cherry all over again, as this monster
cock violated her. Again and again, Rocco lifted her slowly only to
painfully drop her back on his spike. He seemed to inexhaustible,
relentless in his constant pounding of Donna's virgin pussy.
Val finally had to turn her head to avoid moaning with the
lust that seeing goody goody Donna being royally fucked was bringing
her. Atop the final table, Val feasted her eyes upon a sight that was
even more perfect to her. There was the beautiful Kelly Taylor, her
body astride a young Hispanic man. The others had surrounded her
face, each one taking turns getting head from the model turned fuck
toy. Val watched the blonde's perfect ass bounce up and down as she
fucked the stud beneath her. From this angle she could see the brown
hole buried deep between those perfect ass cheeks. Her time with
Dylan had given Val some insights into what Kelly was like in bed, and
once, while begging to stick his prick in Val's ass, Dylan had let it
slip that Kelly was also opposed to being sodomized. Now, the
brunette could hardly keep from screaming out for one of the stroking
men to take advantage of her unguarded back door.
As if hearing her mental messages, a tall black boy, slowly
moved around behind the bucking blonde. At first, she seemed not to
notice, but as she felt a second pair of hands on her ass, Kelly
twisted and reached back in protest. Her movements were not fast
enough, and soon her wrists were held tightly against the small of her
back. Now restrained, Kelly was helpless to prevent her cheeks from
being forced open, and the thick head of his cock from penetrating her
asshole. The pain was unlike anything she had ever felt in her life,
but they were keeping her mouth too busy for Kelly to even scream. As
both cocks now began to saw in and out of her body, Kelly could feel a
hand slip down and begin to rub her clit. In spite of herself, the
blonde began to feel the pain giving way to a comfortable warmth
radiating from deep within her body. She had never been so full of
cock, never felt so humiliated and turned on at the same time.
Although she could not see through the wall of cock being shoved in
her face, Kelly was sure that Val must be watching this scene with a
huge smile on her face. She knew what a sight it must be to see her
double fucked by these two scummy men. Worse yet, Kelly knew that she
was close to having a mind shattering orgasm from the clitoral
stimulation. Trying to disguise her cries of passion as screams of
pain, Kelly let out a wail that stopped everyone but the two men
fucking her in their tracks. There was no disguising it, Kelly
Taylor, was in fact cumming, and cumming hard. As she bucked wildly,
both men emptied their balls into her at once, filling both of her
holes with steaming white strands of cum. As soon as they had
finished, two others, dragged her limp body off and quickly moved to
replace their comrades. Thick streams of cum ran from Kelly's cunt
and newly opened asshole, it was a million dollar picture for Val, who
came without even touching her clit this time, spraying girl cum all
down her legs.
Knowing that his men were running out of steam, Rocco decided
that it was time for him to drop his load, collect his loot and get
the Hell out. He was busy fucking Donna from behind as she bent over
a barstool, but pulled out of her tight cunt with a loud pop. "Get
down and suck me off." He ordered. Relieved to have that huge prick
out of her tortured cunt, Donna quickly dropped to her knees and began
sucking her own pussy juices from Rocco's throbbing monster. Her oral
skills may have only been moderate, but Rocco was staring at Val now,
watching this truly wicked brunette rubbing her clit, streams of cum
shooting out of her cunt. He wanted so badly to just kidnap her and
make her the gang's permanent fuck toy. The thought pushed him over
the edge. Rocco grunted loudly, attracting Val's attention. She
watched him pull his spurting prick from between Donna's lips and pump
an incredible load of cum across her face. There seemed to be no end
to the hosing he was giving the blonde. Val bit her lip and fought
back the urge to add her own flowing cum to his stream. Instead, she
just stood there and watched him cum all over virgin Donna
When Rocco finished, he smeared his load all over Donna's face
with his cock before tucking it back in his jeans. "All right, let's
get the fuck out of here." He shouted to his men.
Val took a final look around the room and fought back a smile.
There they were, the ones who had always worked so hard at excluding
her. Virgin Donna, her dream of a white wedding night ruined beneath
a fateful of cum. Smart and uppity, married Andrea, fucked to
exhaustion and begging for more on the floor. Rich and privilege
Clair, showing all of them what a true slut she was. Super cunt
Brenda, with a belly full of virile seed, fucked stupid by a gang of
huge cocks. And Kelly, her prime antagonist, the perfect one, the
model. Her ass and cunt dripping cum like her covergirl face. Val
was indeed in Heaven.
The gang members scrambled back into their clothes and circled
around Val, with lust still in there eyes. She turned to Rocco. "You
had your fun, now get out of here." She said.
Rocco smiled, knowing that Val was playing out her role.
"Boys? Shall we go?"
"No way boss." One of them shouted. "Not till we bust this
one too." They moved in closer to Val, causing her to tremble
visibly.
"No!" He shouted, stepping in front of her. "Let's give her
one more chance to tell us the combo." He drew his gun and pointed it
at Val's head again.
She worked up some good fake tears and blurted out from behind
her hands. "Thirteen, Seven, Twenty Six. Take everything, just
please leave my friends alone."
In a flash, two of the gang members had the safe open and were
emptying the cash into large sacks.
"Now can we fuck her boss?" One of them asked.
Rocco held Val's chin in his hand, forcing him to look at her.
"No." He said smiling. "We don't have time." Gently taking her hand
in his, Rocco kissed Val's hand.
"Oh come on boss, we need to fix her for being such a bitch."
Came a whine from the crowd.
"That won't be necessary." He replied, gently slipping a pair
of handcuffs onto Val's' wrist and attaching it to the brass railing
of the bar. "You see, she and I had a deal. We were to fuck these
bitches, and she would give us the combination. She lived up to her
word, so I will live up to mine."
Shocked Val began to realize what he had just done. "You
bastard!" She screamed.
"As for fixing her, well, I think her friends here will have a
few things to say about that."
With that, Rocco strode out the door, followed by his gang.
The door slammed behind them, leaving the Peach Pit After Dark
enveloped in a frightening silence.
Five, freshly raped young women stared at their cuffed friend.
One by one, they stood and moved in on her trembling frame.
"I think it's time to have a real party." Said a smiling
Kelly Taylor.
THE END OF PART ONE.........
COMING SOON..........PART TWO .........THE REVENGE..........
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