~Subject: REPOST Nena and the Gringos Chapt. 7
~From: SOTborder1@aol.com
~Date: 7 Jun 1996 06:56:22 GMT
~Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories


Don't read if you are under 18 years of age. Go watch Gilligans Island or
do your homework.


Chapter 7


"That's good Nen, keep it up" said Doug licking his lips. Mark could see
that the constant hefting of her breasts were causing the nipples to
slightly poke outward. Suddenly, Mark had an idea. Abrubtly he said, "O.K.
Nen, that's enough" Nena put her hands down gratefully, her arms and
breasts slightly sore from the manipulation. Mark suddenly said,
"Nena..........grasp your nipples by your fingers" "what" she stammered.
"DO IT. grasp your nipples" Nena hesitated, her stomach lurching violently
"NOW!" Mark commanded. Nena, slowly reached up and grasped a nipple in
each hand. She bit the inside of her lip, trying desperately not to
scream. She waited to see what he would asked her to do. John, Scott and
Doug moved in a tad closer. "Now" Mark said in a more gentle voice, "What
I'm going to ask you to do is very simple. Apply pressure on each nipple
and pull them up slowly. That's all you have to do." Nena looked at him
wordlessly, nervous about his request. She softly pinched each nipple and
began to slowly draw them forward. She heard the guys suck in their
breath. As Nena began to draw her breasts forward, the weight of her tits
caused the nipples to pull slightly, eliciting an involuntary gasp from
her. "Go Slow" Mark said noting her reaction. As she pulled them farther
forward the entire weight of her breasts hung suspended below the
stiffening nipples. Nena's breath began to quicken. The pull of her
breasts were causing her nipples to become very stimulated. Her nipples
began to harden and elongate. "Please.....Please......don't humiliate me
like this" she groaned. Scott and John continued to watch her as they
licked their dry lips lustily. "How does it feel" Scott said softly edging
closer. Nena's breathing was quick, and shallow. "It.....it...it..feels
good, but....please.....don't hu.....militate me any....more" She began to
suck in her lower lip. Mark knew she was losing control. The entire weight
of her breasts were now suspended by her hard, stiff, elongated nipples.
Perspiration beaded on Nena's brow and her chest. "Do you
want.........release...." Mark whispered fiercely. Nena tried to hold onto
a shred of sanity, of reality, of what was actually happening to her, but
her entire focus was on her nipples. That sweet pull, that incredibly
pleasurable throbbing.....she started to move her hips on the bed. Mark
motioned to Doug and Scott. "Hurry, get behind her on the bed". They
quickly jumped up behind Nena, grabbing her arms away from her breasts. It
took a second for her to register what they were doing. She began
thrashing wildly, eyes wide, and sobbing "You promised....you
promised.....you weren't going to touch me......you stupid, lying
gringos." Scott and Doug managed to get her back on the bed, but she
continued to struggle. They each held an arm down and quickly reached for
her nipples, knowing very well the best way to control her. As if sensing
what they were doing, Nena jumped up, managing to roll onto the floor,
away from their probing hands. Mark jumped in to help contain Nena,
grabbing both her legs. They quickly subdued her and took her back to the
bed. Nena was in hysterics, yelling and crying. In the tussle, her skirt
came undone, laying bare her beauful toned legs and thin cotton panties.
Mark said harshly, "You can yell and scream all you want, but nobody is in
the other suite. Besides that, these walls are made of adobe, and so thick
nobody could hear you even if they wanted to." Scott and Doug used the
lull to quickly get Nena in the position that they wanted. Mark held down
her arms and waved John over to hold down her legs. Scott and Doug quickly
reached around Nena and grasped her breasts their greedy fingers quickly
finding her hard nubs. Nena tried to struggle, but it was no use. They
both had a good grip on her nipples and were alternately pulling and
pinching, pulling and pinching....Nena's struggles lessened and her tense
muscles began to  relaxed.. Scott and Doug had managed to get Nena to lay
down on the bed on her back and were maintaining their constant
manipulations on her breasts. Her lips were parted and her eyes lidded,
her breathing rapidly increasing. Marks cock was straining, struggling for
release. He began to peel off his jeans. His friends seeing him break the
ice, wasted no time getting their clothes off too. On the bed Scott and
Doug  continued their sexual assault on Nena's heaving breasts. Pinching
and pulling, pinching in pulling. Nena new she  should  try to stop
them.......but.... the feeling was exquisite. She was being torn between
the value system her parents taught her and..... the feelings she was
getting from the gringos mauling her breasts. Doug managed to get his
pants and boxers off and Scott followed suite....Nena new things were
going to get REALLY out of control soon....she should stop them.....a
guttural moan passed her lips. Desperately she tried to work her way from
under Scott. With panic, she suddenly realized that both of the gringos
next to her on the bed had taken off her clothes. She realized her folly,
letting her lust, her repressed desires get the better of her. She began
to plead.  For the guys it was too late. The constant visual stimulation
had pushed them over they edge. They were like a boat without a rudder.
Totally out of control.