Immoral people capitalizing on the innocence of others to attain their goals-a story as old as man. The Bible, history books, law books-all contain examples.
And when the innocent victim is young, the story is so much the sadder...
Janice Dixon, a single, attractive young teenager, is the victim of immoral people. She finds herself caught in a web of depravity and perversion she never dreamed existed. And, after being forced to suffer one humiliation after another at the hands of her ruthless, brutal cousin, she becomes little more than an obedient animal, catering to the whims and fancies of her captors.
RAPED AND ROPED COUSIN-the shocking story of an innocent girl learning the sordid truth about human nature. A story with a lesson for our uncaring society.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
"Dumb bitch!"
"Bobby...don't...don't call me names like that and...."
Janice Dixon backed away from her cousin, her eyes wide with growing terror. One hand was already up to her torn blouse, the fingers pressing the material against her tits.
"You tell my mom about me drinkin' in the garage with Jack and the others?"
"I swear...I swear I didn't say anything," Janice said, her throat growing tight and dry.
No one was home-no one. Her mother had gone out with some friends to a movie, leaving her completely alone. Janice hadn't expected this visit from her cousin, and she certainly hadn't expected the violence.
"You're always hangin' around, always tellin' me I shouldn't do this, and shouldn't do that," Bobby said, spitting out the words. He sneered down at her, wiping his lips with the back of one hand. "Always tryin' to butt in when you should keep that fuckin' mouth closed."
Janice shook her head from side to side, her heart pounding so hard she thought it would tear right through her chest! It was true she'd been going to her aunt's home regularly to see Bobby, even to flirt with him. He was so handsome and strong. And once or twice she thought she could spot some interest for her in his eyes. It was something of a surprise, then, when he suddenly burst into the house tonight and accused her of something she didn't do.
"Please...please believe me, I didn't do anything. I swear...."
What could she do? He was standing there blocking the door he'd already closed and bolted. His thick-muscled legs were spread widely apart while his eyes reflected the determination he felt. Glancing nervously at the mantle clock, Janice saw her mother wouldn't be home for at least another two hours. In that time her cousin could do anything to her!
"My mom's goin' nuts...sayin' she's gonna ground me for a couple of months. You stupid bitch! What the fuck did you think you were doin'? "
There was no way she could convince him of her innocence, Janice could see that. Backing away, her eyes searching for some path of escape, the teenaged blonde kept her hand to her throat, feeling the frayed edges of her torn blouse tickling her fingers. Escape. That was the only thing she could do. Perhaps later when Bobby calmed down she could convince him she had had nothing to do with this...this grounding he was speaking of.
"Ain't no way you're gonna get outta this one, baby. I'm gonna make sure you don't forget who the fuck you screwed over," Bobby said, smacking his lips.
"Wh...what?"
"You been wantin' me to fuck you for a long time, right?"
Janice's mouth dropped open. She felt a rush of blood in her cheeks while her scalp crawled with terror and something else, something she couldn't quite understand at this moment.
"You heard me. You want some cockmeat in you, right? You wanna get fucked...and you wanna get fucked by me, right?"
Those words and the way he was saying them made her feel revulsion mixed with...yes, could she admit it to herself, excitement. Wild delight shot through her veins as she stood there, being insulted by her cousin, Bobby.
"Stop it! Go home! Stop talking to me like that!" she shouted, clapping her hands over her ears.
Fucking. Yes, he was right! All she'd been able to think about the last few weeks was his body and...and what possibly could be hanging there between his legs. Oh, Janice knew it was wrong. Her mother had told her more than once she'd throw her out of the house if she caught her running around. Fucking was something married women did-married women, or bad girls!
But again and again Janice found herself at her Aunt Kathy's house, pretending to help the widowed woman with housework when all she really wanted to do was go outside and stare at her handsome young cousin. Oh, what a crush she had on him! And yet he didn't seem to notice her. All he cared about, it seemed, was his damned old motorcycle and his stupid, ass-like friends. More than once she'd thought about finking on him, telling her aunt just what Bobby and his friends were doing sometimes in the garage. But she had never mustered the courage to speak. And now she was being accused of telling on him. It just wasn't fair!
"Yeah, I'll go home...after I've plugged you with this," he said, dropping one hand and cupping his fingers around his crotch.
Janice's eyes widened. Bobby's fingers curled, the tips pressing the faded Levi material against his cock and balls. Yes, she could see the outline now, the outline of his prick pressing against the stretched material! That fat tube-like form was running well down his right pantleg! Dear God! He was huge, hung, as some of her girlfriends said about some of the boys! Janice heard herself let out a choked little cry and took one more step backward. Her pulse raced maddeningly through her veins while her flesh crawled, burning one moment, chilling the next. What was he doing to her? What on earth were his terrible words doing to her mind, her body?
"Just...leave and I promise I won't tell my mother you were here."
Bobby snorted a laugh. "Just like you didn't tell my old lady about me drinkin', right?"
"I told you, I-"
"Shut up! Man," he said, shaking his head from side to side, "you got one hell of a mouth. I think I'm gonna plug it up...with this. When I stick it down your throat you ain't gonna even be able to breathe, let alone shoot off your fuckin' yap."
He was serious! He was fumbling with the top button of his Levi's. Janice watched with growing horror as the trousers halved. She could see the tanned flesh already, and then the wiry black hairs curling around the edges of his opened fly.
"Oh don't...no, oh don't...don't do that to me," she whimpered.
Janice stepped back again, this time feeling her shoulder blades brushing up against the wall. He had her cornered! There was nowhere she could run, nowhere she could hide from her own cousin! She knew he knew this too. A sick, sneering smile crossed over his lips. He would crush her into the dirt, then fuck her. Pain and humiliation! Yes, yes. She could see her cousin was into that.
"Please...."
For the first time in her life the young blonde felt real fear. Her mother had always protected her, especially after her father had run off when the girl was only four. There had never been a really unpleasant moment in her life, never a time when she had had to worry about her safety. Her mother, or someone near-by was always ready to calm her fears. Now there was no one around to help her, to hold back her half-crazy cousin who was going to...to rape her! w
"Come here, baby. You cooperate and I'm not gonna hurt you...much," he said, his lips parting in a broader smile.
"No...oh no, don't!"
The skin along her thighs, in the crack between her cunt and her ass-hole, and along her tits crawled with fear. Bobby took another step forward and Janice shivered, moving alongside the fireplace. The back of her right foot struck something. The irons! She could reach back, grab one of those heavy brass things and swing at her cousin. That would stop him! That would keep her pure, keep her cherry intact!
"Please, Bobby, go away," she said, hoping once again he would somehow listen to reason.
"Gonna fuck you, bitch. Gonna stick my cock into you until you cry," he said in a trembling low voice.
There was no other choice. Stretching her right hand behind her, Janice bent down slightly, her fingertips searching for the cold iron. There! She had it. Keeping her rounded eyes fastened on her advancing cousin, the girl gripped the heavy iron, pulling it from its stand. When Bobby was within six feet, Janice wheeled the weapon around, swinging it around and down at the young man.
"Fuck!"
Catching the movement just in time, Bobby jerked to one side, missing the blow. Janice screamed as the iron struck the mantle, the sharp end chipping a two-inch piece of plaster from the fireplace. "Ohhhhh!"
Panic made her lose grip of the iron. She backed away, her face a mask of horror. There was nothing but pure rage in Bobby's eyes. Dear God! He was going to kill her! Yes, he was going to destroy her for having tried to defend herself!
"That was a real dumb move, Jan, a real dumb move," he said in a deceptively calm voice.
Janice thought she was going to faint. She stared at Bobby, watching the face of her cousin grow taut, evil! His forehead wrinkled and the skin around his dark eyes tightened. He was such a big man. He could easily overpower her, make her do anything he wanted.
"No!"
He rushed for her. In a moment the girl felt his hands on her shoulders, the fingers tightening around them. God, he was bruising her! She felt he could crush her if he wanted to right then and there!"
"Goddamn bitch! Think you can hurt me? Think you can really do that to me?" he shouted in her face.
He was shaking her violently, so hard her head jerked from side to side while her long blonde hair splashed over her face. Janice screamed, closed her eyes and screamed as loudly as she could! Her neck and shoulders 'hurt from his violence.
"Stop...stop it...p-p-please."
He stopped the violence, staring so hard at her the girl thought she would melt. Then he shoved her back hard against the wall.
"Uhhhhh
Janice flew back, her arms flying from the sides of her body. Her legs tangled over one another while she teetered dangerously on the point of falling to the floor. The wall stopped that, the back of her head striking the plaster with a dull thud. Stars flashed in front of her eyes in a moment while her mind seemed to free-fall through space. Sucking in a ragged breath, the girl fought for her consciousness, her fingers pressed against the smooth plaster. In the background she heard the mantle clock chiming nine. Oh God, God, why wouldn't her mother come home early just this once?
"Ohhhh...."
Reaching out, Bobby grabbed her by her hair, taking a handful of the blonde silky strands and yanking them hard.
"Ahhhhh!"
Janice screamed, her hands jerking up, the fingers clawing at his hands, trying to knock them away. Oh, oh, the pain was so intense! She could hardly breathe! It felt as if he had a knife and was slicing away the skin from her skull! "Ughhh!"
He pulled her away from the wall, jerking her toward him, then tugging her around to the sofa. Janice was breathing with shallow pants, saliva starting to drool from the corners of her mouth. Fear and pain, the two had taken her over.
Her knees struck the edge of the sofa, the sudden blow nearly sending her pitching onto the couch. Bobby laughed, then jerked her back by the hair and pulled her around to the front.
"Ohhhh . .
Finally, he let her go. Janice felt her knees buckling, felt herself crumbling to the floor. Leaning against the sofa, resting one arm on the middle cushion, she ran her fingers through her hair. Oh, how her scalp hurt after all that hair pulling! He loved it! Oh, how he loved hurting her! She could see that in his eyes as she looked through her dangling hair and saw him smiling down at her!
"Gotta get you outta those clothes, baby. Ain't no good fuckin' you with your Goddamned dress on," Bobby said, reaching down and pulling at her torn blouse. Again the frightened teen tried pushing him away. But Bobby only knocked her hands away, threatening her with more hair-pulling if she tried to stop him.
So Janice half-knelt, half-sat there against the living room sofa, whimpering as she felt her cousin tear her blouse away and throw the torn garment to one side. Crisscrossing her arms, pressing her wrists against her thunderous thirty-six-inch tits, Janice shrank back from Bobby. It was really happening. With each passing second the reality of her fuck, of her deflowering, was coming closer and closer!
"No!"
Again she tried to deny what was happening to her. And again Bobby only laughed at her. She watched as he fully unbuttoned his trousers now, spreading the halves apart. She could see something. Oh yes, yes, she could see something, that hefty bulk of dark-skinned meat throbbing there just to one side of the opened flap! His prick! His cock, the thing he was going to squeeze into her cunt! The girl sucked in another deep breath, hot tears starting to well up in her eyes. No, no, this couldn't be happening to her. She was her mother's darling, a good girl, a good student. She never went out with bad boys, always behaved well on dates, at home. Why was this happening to her? is
As she trembled there, her mind racing out of control, Bobby continued to smile. His thick, sensuous lips pulled back across his teeth. He was going to do it now! Oh God, yes, he was going to do it now. She flattened herself, drawing her body into a tight ball. With growing terror Janice watched as her cousin studied her the same way she guessed a mad scientist studied his intended victim. Then he raised one hand, his thick, callused fingers spread out. There was a moment's hesitation.
"Oh no, don't...don't hit me...oh please, don't...."
Instinctively Janice knew what he was going to do. She saw his fingers trembling, saw a slight quiver of excitement in his lips. And then it happened. She saw the movement of his arm, the tightening of his fingers. The hand came down like the blade of a guillotine, the fingers and palm whistling through the warm air. Janice let out a quavering cry, her scream ending the moment his hand struck her hard across the cheek.
"Ughhhhh...."
He slapped her with a viciousness she had never known. Her head snapped to one side, her hair washing over her face. There was a pause, then the horrible sound of his hand coming down again. He backhanded her, the force of that blow sending the girl grunting to the floor.
Janice pushed her hands against the thick carpet, her head hanging down, her long blonde hair nearly touching her knuckles. The teen breathed hard, realizing to her horror she was matching her breath with that of her cousin. Horrible, awful man! He was hurting her. And she? What was she doing? What was she feeling? Janice realized one part of her was enjoying this, actually liking what was happening to her.
Putting one hand to her forehead, the girl squinted, trying to figure out what terrible things, what awful part of her brain was giving her such pleasurable feelings when all she should be thinking of was escape!
"Bitch."
Bobby reached down and grabbed another fistful of her hair, yanking her head up and forcing it back. He held her there, twisting her hair harder and harder until warm tears flushed from her eyes and trickled down her cheeks. Yes, he was going to hurt her some more. And then...then he would ravage her, rape her. That terrified her beyond words. And yet again Janice was aware of a sexual thrill that was intensified by the growing fear she felt.
Never before in her life had she suspected something like this was possible. No one had ever told her about this in sex education class.
One or two had mentioned about the way some of their boyfriends touched them. Sometimes, they said, it was almost brutal. But this? Never, never had she heard anything about sex and violence.
Janice watched as Bobby reached down and stuffed his free hand into his pants. In a second his cock was out!
"Oh!"
He was big! Oh God yes, his prick was big-long and thick, with a fat, purplish head. He was shoving his Levi's down, working them over his hips, down past his ass. She could see his balls were tight. Janice remembered something her girlfriend Joyce said-something about a guy's nuts. When they were hard and pulled up against his groin they were ready to...to pop off, or something like that.
"Want that, huh, baby? Want somethin' that big in you? That's what you've been wonderin' about-about how big I was, right? Now you know," Bobby hissed, standing back.
He had both hands wrapped around the base of his prick, working his fingers up and down, purposely raising the blood-heavy cock toward her. Janice felt her scalp crawling. Her cunt lips flexed, swelled and folded over one another while an intensifying heated itch made her clit rise up from the surrounding moist flesh. Yes, oh yes, she was feeling arousal, feeling that hot, itchy ache that spelled danger.
"No, no, that's not true. I don't...don't want that thing-"
"Fuckin' liar! Just a lyin' bitch, like most broads. Say you don't want cock. Then, man, you can't get enough fuckin' meat in you!" Bobby sneered.
Janice sobbed, her back pressed against the sofa. She clenched her fists, pressing them against the floor. She wouldn't! She just wouldn't! She wouldn't give her cousin the satisfaction of seeing just how aroused she was. Those awful, terrible feelings her mother had warned her about were happening now. Oh God, they were happening, and under the worst of all possible circumstances!
CHAPTER TWO
"Stop it! Don't!"
Janice was dizzy with terror. Rape! The thought of a man forcing her to accept him, forcing her to take on his cock made her tremble with rage and fear. And now sitting there helplessly, half-dressed in front of her cousin, Janice watched as he shoved his Levi's down to his ankles.
God, he was big, just like some kind of animal, a donkey perhaps! Yes, she was going to get fucked by a donkey-dick! That term had been used by someone she knew, maybe something she'd overhead in the bathroom at school when the girls talked and giggled about guys and how some of them were built. But this...this was almost too much!
"You can't...can't be serious! Please, don't touch me with that...." She couldn't finish the sentence. Just pronouncing that word cock seemed awful, too wicked for words.
"Damn, gonna make you want this cock. When I get through with you...."
Bobby never finished his sentence either. He swallowed hard, then threw himself onto the trembling girl. Janice screamed, drawing her hands up and starting to beat hard against his chest. Oh, oh, she wanted him off of her, wanted him away from her!
"Nooo...! "
And yet that other part of her, that awful, other part of her mind wanted to experiment, to see what it would be like to have a guy doing such things to her. Her mother had warned her about fucking, about how bad it was to do something like that at her age. But there were so many girls around school doing it. And lots of them weren't bad. They were good students. They loved their parents. They didn't steal. And yet they were having a wonderful time with guys, telling her all about it as if she were some kind of invalid or something!
"Ohhh, baby...."
"No, don't...stop!"
He was tearing at her bra, the fingers edging back, pulling at the elastic strap. Janice twisted her head around, closing her eyes tightly. She could feel his knees pressing up against her thighs, spreading her open. Her skirt had risen up to her waist. Oh God, she could feel his prick pressing against her panties! Yes, he was hunching, making heavy fucking movements with his thighs, trying to stick his cock into her! "No!"
Janice writhed on the floor. Twisting her head to one side, she could see the iron she'd tried to use earlier. Oh, if only she could stretch one arm out and wrap her fingers around the cold brass. She would stop this, stop this incredible madness before it cost her her cherry!
There was another tearing sound. Her bra! Yes, she could feel the relaxed tension of the cups against her tits. He had torn off her bra strap! Crying out Janice felt Bobby tearing the garment, ripping it from her body. As her tits sprang free and the cool air struck the hard, red nubs, the girl yelped. With another cry Janice raised both arms, trying to cover her naked tits with her fingers. No man had ever seen her like this-naked! Oh God! Embarrassment, shame and fear rushed through her once more!
"Nice tits, baby, no need to hide 'em," he said, slapping her hands away.
"Don't . . .oh, you animal! You damned animal!" she screamed.
Bobby laughed in her face, raising one hand and striking his cousin once more across the face. Janice cried out, the knuckles bruising her chin. Her tits bounced from the violence of her moves.
"Ohhhh...man. Yeah, been watchin' them tits jigglin' around. Thought you had a big set...just like your old lady. But never know nowadays."
Janice shivered, feeling his breath against her chest. He was dropping his head, opening his mouth, sticking out his tongue. In a moment...yes, there it was, the touch, the touch of his tongue against her nipples! Janice ground her teeth together, jerking back her head and letting out a low groan through her clenched teeth. The cords stood out against the flesh of her neck while her fingers clenched and unclenched, the tips scratching against the black wool material of her skirt. He was licking her, licking her like some animal! The girl squirmed, grunting under the heavy muscular weight of her cousin.
"Damn fuckin' good, man. Ohhhh, baby, you're really hot for this."
Wrong! Wrong! He was wrong! She wasn't hot for anything except escape, a way to get away from this horrible man and what he was doing to her!
"No," she moaned, more to herself than to her cousin.
"Oh yeah, baby, yeah. You dig this, and you're gonna turn on more when I stick my cock into you," he said confidently.
Janice dragged the backs of her feet over the prickly carpeting. She felt his hands smoothing over her thighs and reaching down, down to her ass. He cupped her ass-cheeks, kneading them through the skirt. And then...then he was tugging on that garment, reaching around for the zipper. There was more tearing, more tugging, and finally the skirt came down, rubbing over her knees, her ankles, then was gone.
"Mmmmmm, man, good hot pussy. You got a good hot pussy."
The terror of what had been happening to her so far had overridden the hot rush of sensations in her cunt. Now Janice was starting to feel them and to her horror she agreed with her cousin. Yes, her cunt was hot! There was no denying it! The beating, the words, his insistence, everything seemed to counter all the moral upbringing she had had. All those years of painful instruction were gone, out the window as Bobby shoved his cock up against her. nylon crotch panel.
It was so weird, that feeling of the soppy nylon being worked up into her pussycrack! Yes, yes, she could feel the fat, throbbing head of that prick rubbing against the slick bumps and hollows of her cunt. Slick? That was the word for it. She was wet down there, soppy wet! Even when she'd played with herself in bed, thinking about one guy or another, Janice had never been this wet before! Again the girl tried pushing her knees together, tried shoving her cousin off. But Bobby wasn't even paying any attention to her stupidly futile escape attempts. There was no use for struggle. He had her pinned to the floor. His hands were roaming freely all over her, the fingers pinching her flesh, touching her thighs, her tits. "Ohhhhh!"
He was sucking her right nipple now, drawing the hard nub of flesh between the gap in his front teeth. And all the while he was licking the tip with his tongue, touching her thighs with his fingers, making her feel so soft and yet so strangely hot and excited with each passing second.
Escape! Escape! If only...if only she could escape.
"Ohhhh, baby, baby."
Bobby was still sucking her nipples. But now his hands were down there with his cock, the fingertips brushing up under the elastic leg bands of her briefs. She tried snapping her legs together once more, but Bobby's hands and legs kept her from doing it.
"No, no, I...I won't let it happen...it can't...."
"You're gonna let it happen, bitch. You're gonna do it with me!"
In spite of herself Janice felt her body melting. There was a wet hotness extending from her belly down to her cunt. It seemed only her clit and her nipples were hard, pushing up from the sensitive, swollen surrounding tissues. He was holding her elastic waistband now, curling it down, shoving it past her ass-cheeks.
"No!"
Janice pushed her hands up again, pressing her fanned fingers against Bobby's chest. No, no, she wasn't going to let him fuck her. No, he wasn't going to stick his...his cock into her!
"Take it, baby!"
He was too strong. Dear God, he was just too strong for her! Her elbows bowed out as sweat poured out from under her arms. She could feel his hairy, muscular legs pressing against hers. Bobby's fingers curled into a fist then pulled down fast. Her panties ripped open!
"Oh...oh no, noooo!"
She was naked now, totally naked! Biting her lower lip, twisting under his hot body, Janice tried screaming as loudly as she could. A cupped hand against her teeth prevented her from doing anything except letting out a muffled groan. She felt her lips pressing so hard against her front teeth they were tearing open. And oh God, God, she could smell something-her own hot pussy on his fingers! Yes, she could smell her cuntal juice on his fingers and that odor was doing something terribly exciting to her!
"Yeah, baby, your cunt juice," Bobby said, guessing what was on her mind. "It's your fuckin' hot cunt. And all the time you was tellin' me you didn't wanna get fucked. Man, you want it bad, real bad!"
Horrible! Awful! Janice felt sick as her ass pushed up to the squeezing sensation between her legs. Yes, he was touching her, his fingers brushing through the thick blonde tangle of cunt-hairs over her pussy mound. In spite of herself the teen felt herself on fire. She was moaning now under her breath, moaning under the fingers that still pressed her lips down against her teeth.
Bobby saw the gradual change in her attitude and release his grip. He enjoyed listening to a woman groan in heat. Oh yeah, yeah, he liked feeling them move under him, then cry out with excitement as he fucked them.
"Ohhhhh!" She cried out, sucking in air after he had released his grip. "You don't...don't know what you're doing," the girl gasped for the thousandth time. "Pussy...."
The word, the way he pronounced it, sent shivers rushing wildly up and down her spine. Janice found herself squirming up against him, loving the feel of his tongue against her nipples, the touch of his cock still rubbing up against her cunt. Oh yes, yes, there was danger there now! She could feel the full length of that fat cock rubbing along her thighs, the tip brushing against the bottom junction of her cunt lips. Janice rocked her body from right to left as much as she could under the heavy weight of her cousin, trying to keep his prick from her hairy cunt.
"Uhhhhhh...."
"Ohhhh, baby, when you moan like that...fuck, it makes my cock harder!"
She was on fire! There was no doubt about it. She was burning with sexuality, running with the hot lava of her cuntal juice, bursting with excitement as her cousin's fingers rubbed greedily over her plump cunt lips. Yes, oh yes, she wanted him to fuck her. All she wanted in the world, it seemed, was to have her cousin's prick in her, sawing in and out, driving her crazy with sensations!
Janice loved the way he was rubbing her cunt lips together! As the sensitive flesh was rubbed and heated, the girl started kissing him back. Oh God, God, she was actually kissing him now, encouraging her rapist to do things to her!
"Yeah, told you I'd have you beggin' for it!" he gasped, pulling away from a second, then dropping his head back.
"Mmmmmmmmm...."
That squirmy, hot tongue was searching back, back beyond her molars to her throat, turning her on even more. With another muffled cry, Janice pulled her hands around Bobby's neck, drawing him down more tightly against her body. Fucking. Fucking. That's all she wanted to be doing now. She wanted him to be inside her. She wanted to feel what all the other girls in school were talking about. She wanted to have that full, complete feeling. Just the thought of having all that meat in her made her let out a whimpery gasp. Janice spread her legs a little farther, tensing her ass muscles and jerking her butt in when she felt Bobby slip one finger into her cunt.
Janice groaned, rolling her head from side to side as Bobby slipped his finger in deeper. She jerked her hips from left to right, beating the carpeting with the backs of her legs. Oh, oh, that sensation, that wild feeling of having a finger in her cunt, a man's finger, drove her up the wall!
"Fuck it, slut, fuck my damned finger!" Bobby groaned.
"Fuck...fuck," Janice moaned, hunching her ass up and down in fast, fucking movements. Oh yes, yes, she could feel his knuckles brushing up against the tense rim of her pussy! She felt her cuntal muscles quivering, tensing, milking at that probing digit while her ass pranced anxiously for more sensation, for her cousin's cock!
"Yeah, that's what I'm gonna do, baby, fuck the shit outta you."
"Ohhhhh...fuck me, fuck...."
She listened to herself and felt a rush of shame and humiliation. She was begging him for prick, actually begging Bobby for his cock! What kind of slut had she turned into? What kind of...
"Ohhhhh...."
Oh, oh, he was laving her tits with spit once more, tickling those sensitive nubs with his tongue once more. Janice couldn't stand it. His tongue lashing again and again over the hard, hurting tip was too much for her. She groaned loudly, reaching up and pulling her cousin's head more tightly against her body.
"Can't help it, huh, baby? Can't help yourself wantin' my cock?"
"No, no...ohhhh...."
How she hated him, hated herself for having given in to her baser self like this! But how could she stop the flow of sensations taking over her mind? It was like some dark force telling her what to her, guiding her through this ordeal as if she were a zombie devoid of any will or thought! Fucking. Fucking. The thought of fucking, of finally doing what everyone at school was talking about, hit the girl like a freight train. Fucking!
Bobby was licking her tits harder now, fucking her with his finger in and out, in and out, brushing that hard lump of pink wet flesh with his knuckles until he had the girl gasping his name, gasping for more.
"Oh, oh...Bobby, more, gimme more...please, gimme...gimme!" She was greedy, wanting cock, all the cock she could handle. "Yeah, yeah...."
Bobby slipped another finger into her cunt, grunting with satisfaction when her pussy muscles tightened at this new intrusion, clamping down shut and milking the silky membranes against them.
"Ohhh, man, you got juice comin' outta you that way...you that tight...baby, you want it bad, real bad!"
"Want it...want it bad," she repeated like a zombie.
Janice didn't know what she was saying any more. All she cared about was fucking, about the rubbing sensation of his cock against her thighs, about his fingers sawing in and out of her pussy, about the way his mouth was teasing her nipples, the tongue washing over and over the sensitive nubs until she thought she was going to scream!
As Janice felt his fingers pressing inside her cunt the girl dropped her hands, rubbing the fingers along his thick arm muscles. Oh yes, yes, he was so strong, so insistent! His body was aching for her, she knew it, aching as much as hers was.
"Come on, baby, touch my prick. Touch what's gonna be goin' inside you, bitch."
"No!"
She gasped, trying to draw her hands away. But Bobby was stronger, more insistent. His fingers curled around her right wrist, hurting her, drawing tears from her eyes. Janice moved her ass over the carpeting again, feeling the scratchy piling tickling the inside curves of her naked ass-cheeks. Touch it! Again she tensed her arm muscles, trying to pull away.
"Come on, touch it, slut!" He forced her hand on his cock, drawing away from her body for a moment.
She felt the heat of his body, felt some of the cockhairs brushing against the sensitive flesh just under her fingernails. He was hot and sweaty. Oh God, God, she felt her cuntal muscles contract almost painfully when her fingertips touched that lump of hard meat. She felt Bobby quivering on top of her. He wiggled his fingers in her cunt, tickling her sensitive clit. Janice groaned, closed her eyes and felt her mind spin out of control. Opening her hand, she closed her fingers around that fat prick, squeezing it tight. Dear God! His cock was so thick she could barely close her fingers around the shaft!
It was so hard, so long and thick, so slippery, just like her cunt lips. And so hot! Oh God it was so hot it nearly burned her fingers! Janice felt a rush of fear again. Fucked in her cunt! The thought of having something like that fucking her pussy made her gasp once more.
"Goin' in, baby, goin' on in now. Gonna split you wide open. Gonna show you what the fuck happens to somebody who finks on me," Bobby snarled.
Janice stiffened, feeling her cousin sliding up on her, holding her down to the floor with his fingers on her shoulders, his legs spreading her wider, his cockhead working slowly, teasingly, into her cunt. Janice rocked her body from side to side, her lips opened, a low throaty growl coming from her. Fucked! Yes, she was getting fucked-and by her own cousin!
CHAPTER THREE
"Fuck it out, cunt, fuck it out!"
"Ohhhhh, no, no, uhhhhhh...."
Again Janice pushed her hands up to his chest, having let go of the fat prick that was splitting her in two. She moved her ass from side to side, drawing her knees up and pressing them against her cousin's thick-muscled thighs. She felt that cockhead sliding deeper and deeper into her hot, sucking pussy. Again the girl felt divided-one part of her horrified at this brutal rape, the other part relishing the sensations and even asking for more.
"Fuck!" he groaned.
As the prickhead slid in, the girl's cunt lips closed over it. His big, long thick shaft was outside, waiting to be shoved in.
"Ohhhhhh, no, no...."
Janice moaned low, unable to say a word. It was all so new and wonderful for her. And oh, oh, the way Bobby was moving his body, working it around so she could feel his cock reaming her out. Yes, yes, that's what it was doing, actually reaming her out, forcing a wider and wider tunnel as it burrowed into her slippery pussy.
"Baby, man, ohhhh yeah," he groaned, his eyes closed tightly, his fingers holding her down hard, his hips jerking from side to side.
"Noooo...."
Janice felt his prickshaft pushing farther, sliding deeper into her body. His cock disappeared inch by thick, throbbing inch. He wasn't going deep yet, just enough, riding high, making sure his cock brushed against her clit all the time! The effect was maddening!
"Fuck...fuck," the girl whispered, still unable to grasp the fact that she was actually saying that word, pronouncing the forbidden word while doing the act.
"Yeah, bitch, fuckin'. That's what the hell we're doin', and that's what's turnin' you on, baby."
Janice moaned, feeling Bobby's fingers crawling over her tits again. The red nubs on the ends throbbed as his thumbs and fingers pinched them into near explosion. He had her caught with his hands, his legs, his cock. She was under him, getting fucked, getting her cunt split open by that fat cock-rod. And oh, oh, as much as she hated it, she loved it!
"Fucking," he repeated.
"Fuck!" Janice moaned, rolling her head to one side and sucking in her lower lip. Oh yes, yes, she wanted it all sliding inside her. She wanted her cousin Bobby rolling down on top of her, squeezing her, shoving her down, holding her under him while he shoved his cock up inside her body.
"Oh baby, baby, take it, take it all, man, take it...uhhhhhh...."
"God!"
Bobby tensed, bearing down hard. His cock shoved through the tight, slippery cunthole, his cockhead cooking in the hot grease of her clutching pussy. As it shoved aside the virgin membranes, his prick was grabbed hard by the sensitive, velvety walls.
Janice kept working her ass from left to right. Her mind whirled around, around, diving and diving until she felt Bobby touch something, rubbing up against the fleshy wall between her legs. Her cherry! Oh yes, yes, he was going to pop it! She could feel his prick stiffening, pressing against that wall.
"No...no, hurt...hurting me," the young girl cried.
"Your cherry, baby. Man, never thought you'd have one. Ain't too many cunts around your age that's got 'em. It's gonna be better, man. Cherry poppin'...'specially your cunt," he growled, his fingers tightening once more around her shoulders.
"No, oh no, no!" she shouted.
The pain was fighting with the pleasure still coursing through her veins. The result was a draw. She wanted his cock, needed his fucking, was hot for his body. But there was far too much pain from her cherry. She had to stop him, she just had to!
"No!"
Bobby grabbed her by the upper arms, shaking her, telling her to lie still as he hunched into the tight, warm hole. His legs pressed down hard, his chest rubbing over her tits. Janice sucked in a deep breath and held it while she felt his cock taking all the weight. Yes, oh yes, he was bearing down on her.
"Nooooo!"
Again the girl cried out. This time she felt her cherry giving way, tearing away from its childhood anchorage. Janice snapped her head to one side and let out a heart-rending cry.
"Yaaagghhhh!"
It was done! Janice felt a shock of pain racing through her like a runaway truck. Her brain sizzled while her cunt slackened, then snapped shut tight on the penetrating cock. Every inch, every damned inch of his hot, tight prick was inside her. And over all was the sharp, hot agonizing pain racing through her pussy. "Ohhhhh...."
For one brief minute the girl thought she was going to pass out! Janice felt the room spinning around her. Sensation left her for a moment. But then the world faded back in. Once more she could feel her cousin's body pressing hard against hers, feel the jerking hot thing twitching around in her cunt. Yes, she was fucked all the way! Bobby had done it, torn her cherry, ripped away her innocence. She lay on the carpeting, one leg pressed against the sofa, the other against the coffee table. Split wide open! That's what he'd done to her with his prick! Split her wide open! And oh, oh, what a thrill it was just thinking about it!
"Man, gonna go for it now, baby, gonna go for it, fuck you wide open...break your ass with my cock!" Bobby hissed.
"Ohhhhh...."
Janice shivered at his touch. As the seconds ticked by, the girl felt the pain ease, being replaced by that good, hot itchy feeling that had taken her breath away earlier.
"Feelin' good, baby? Feelin' real good having my cock in you?"
Janice wanted to deny the sensations rushing through her mind and body but it was impossible. She found herself wriggling her body under his, keeping her clit in constant contact with his fat prick. Bobby was breathing harder now, working his ass from side to side. Oh yes, yes, and now he was drawing back, his prickhead moving toward her cuntal mouth once more, her pussywalls shrinking back together behind the retreating bulb.
"Uhhhhh...."
"Yeah, good, real good," he breathed, dropping his face in the nape of her neck and biting her flesh. God, she could feel his teeth nibbling at her skin, threatening to break through. It was such a riot of confusing feelings, making her love what was happening to her.
"It's goin' back in, Jan. Yeah, you Goddamned little slut-bitch. It's going all the way in, fuckin' all the way into your cunt."
"Nooooo...don't, please...it...it's gonna hurt!"
Janice shivered at his touch. Protesting all the way, she knew Bobby was going to fuck her whether she protested or not. He wasn't going to let her go until he had fucked her good. Oh yes, yes, she felt his slippery cockhead moving in and out, shoving in and out of her cunt.
"Good, bitch? Good?"
"Good," the blonde teen admitted against her will.
Janice kept moaning, her legs spreader wider apart so all the fat, throbbing cock could slide deeper inside her. She felt more of the hot, bubbling juice oozing from her cunt, dribbling down her buttocks. Oh yes, stretched to the tearing point! How good, strangely good it felt having the hard, pulsing prick shoving down to where her cherry had once been. Janice stiffened, her clenched teeth chattering.
"Yeah, fuck it out, fuck...."
Bobby kept whispering terrible, deliciously horrible things about her and her body as he shoved deeper into her body. His iron cock was going in like a burning torch, scalding the sides of her convulsing cunt. In, in, in! And finally he had shoved every inch of his cock back into her pussy. He was on top of her, feeling her cunt clutch up around his cock. Janice rolled her head from one side to the other, blonde strands of hair clinging to her dampened cheeks.
"Uhhhhhh...."
She drew up her knees, let them flop back down, then drew them up once more. She could feel his cockhead throbbing far up in her body. It was so weird, so strange! She groaned loudly again as she felt his hairy chest rubbing over her tits. Oh God, God! Every nerve-ending in her was alive, singing with an intensity she only dreamed of!
"Feel it, baby? Feel it comin'? Baby, I'm gonna plug you up with my jizz. You're gonna be spittin' it out till Monday."
He kept telling her terrible things, sliding his prick from her cunt stopping for a second as only the head remained in her cunt, then shoving it down hard and fast. Janice shivered again, feeling the rushing of his prick as it ripped through her tight cunt. Before she knew it he was hammering against her clit. Oh yes, yes. It was hard, fast, exciting! And this time Bobby didn't stop. There were no pauses, no stops. He kept going, slamming down harder and faster, his weight shaking her over. Janice felt her big tits slapping noisily against one another. She grunted with the force of his shoves, her cunt stretched wide open by the working of his strokes.
"Uh! Uh! Uh!"
Janice felt flashes of delicious electrical-like fire racing through her body. She was going to blow apart! Oh yes, yes, she was going to explode with orgasm! So this was how it felt to cum!
"Cut it loose, baby! Come on, make it, fuck it out, you little slut!"
Janice felt her body tightening up, getting ready for the big shot, ready for the first one, the big end to her virginity!
"Ohhhhhh!"
Bobby tensed up, his hands gripping her tits, kneading them hard, nearly pinching her nipples off as his balls tightened up in their sac. Janice passed one hand over his hairy ass. She could feel his ass getting hard, his prick starting to jerk around. The thick tube running through his cock was getting ready to take his jizz and blast it into her body.
"More! More!" she cried.
The throbbing of his prick was getting worse. Her cuntal walls were tightening around the cockshaft, slacking off, then tightening around once more. She was milking him, actually milking his prick! Then something happened, something the girl would never forget in her life! Spurts of something incredible, scalding, something very sticky and hot spattered against her pussy walls. Cumming! He was cumming, unloading his spunk in her pussy!
"Ohhhhhhh!"
It burned into her so she lost all control. Arching her. spine, clawing at his broad shoulders, the girl felt herself cutting loose with her orgasm. Oh God, God, Janice had no idea where the sensations were coming from. All she knew was the world was collapsing all around her, crashing into her cunt and exploding again. Her pussy walls spasmed hard as the muscles grabbed his prick, holding the squirming, shooting, greasy hunk of cock-meat.
"Fuck it, bitch, fuck. Uhhhhhhh...
"Fuck it...ohhhhh, ohhhhh," Janice cried out obcenely, unaware of her filthy mouth, of the terrible words she cried out as her body convulsed again and again in the throes of orgasm.
The girl had no idea how long she had been with her cousin. Hours might have passed. She had closed her eyes after the final spasms of lust had passed away. It was so good, so wonderfully, mysteriously good having him on top of her like this still. She loved the feel of his body pressing against her, of his hands resting on her tits, the fingers moving against the nipples. She loved the sound of his breathing, the feel of his breath tickling her earlobes.
"Good, baby, good fuckin', " Bobby finally groaned, tensing his legs and pulling back.
Janice wanted to hold onto him the moment she felt his softening prick pulling out of her hole. Oh, oh, she wanted that big cock still in her. Maybe it would get hard again and drive her mad once more with its driving power!
"Ohhhhh...."
He was out! Never before had the blonde teen felt so lonely, so abandoned! She lay there, one hand over her eyes, the other on her belly while the cum dribbled from her cunt-hole and trickled down into her asscrack.
"Yeah, good fuck! Man, if your old lady ever found out about this you'd probably be kicked outta the fuckin' house, right?" Bobby said, grinning down at the trembling girl.
Janice didn't know what to say. She lay there confused, her body still wanting him badly, her mind wishing he'd go away. Would he tell her mother? Would he spread the word all over town about the way he'd raped her, about how she liked it? Would anyone believe him if he did? The girl thought about that for a minute and decided they would. People were always willing to believe a woman was "asking for it" when she was attacked. And, well, wasn't Janice asking for it? Hadn't she been hanging around her aunt's all this time under the pretext of helping out when all she really wanted was to catch sight of her handsome cousin? Janice bit her lower lip, dropping her eyes and feeling another rush of shame course through her.
"Yes," she admitted.
"Damned right. She'd boot your fuckin' ass right out the door. And, baby, you couldn't live on the street. Me, hell, they'd probably ground me for a while. But it wouldn't be no worse 'n what she's doin' to me now. So, baby, you're on call from now on."
"On...call?" The words sounded ominous.
"You got it, bitch. That means when I want it, you come trottin' to me," Bobby said, bending down and pushing his face against hers.
Janice edged back, feeling her emotions run riot. On call! She was going to become his personal whore, his private slut, ready to spread her legs whenever he chose the time! Janice put her hands to her head, pressing the fingertips hard against her skull, trying to keep from screaming. This was all like some horrible nightmare! The beating, the terror, the rape, and now this! It was all too much for the girl to handle.
"No, no, this can't be happening to me," she moaned.
"It is, baby, it is really happening to you. I've had enough of your shit! Now you're gonna keep your fuckin' nose outta my business 'less I whistle. And you better bring that hot little ass of yours over pronto when I do," Bobby said, taking her chin between his thumb and forefinger and squeezing so hard Janice squealed.
"Ohhhhhh!"
Bobby gave her one last warning look, then pushed away with a grunt, searching for his Levi's.
She lay still, watching her cousin dress. Her cousin! The thought made her laugh. Her mother had made such a point about the family sticking together. "They're the only ones who are going to stick up for you when the going gets rough," her mother had told her time and time again. Look how closely she had helped Aunt Kathy when Uncle Fred passed on. Bobby, her mother felt, would be like an older brother to her.
Janice nearly laughed out loud now as her mother's words came back to her now. What would she think if she were to see her daughter now, streaks of cum and pink frothy blood from her burst cherry on her thighs while Bobby was there shoving his prick back into his pants! What would she think about family togetherness then?
Bobby didn't say another word. Shoving his shirt back into his Levi's, he grunted out something, then stepped over and sauntered from the living room. When the front door slammed shut and she was alone again, the girl continued to see him, to feel him. Why? Why was she so obsessed with her cousin?
She could feel still the stinging blow of his palm, of his fingers as he slapped her hard across the face! She still felt his hands as they shook her violently by the shoulders then threw her to the floor. And then there were all those sensations that followed-the sensation of her clothes being torn from her, of his finger sliding into her cunt, and then...and then that feeling, that deliciously wicked feeling of being fucked, really fucked, until her brains fried. "Oh my God!"
Every muscle in her body seemed to ache. Janice pushed hereslf up from the couch, rubbing her finger against her forehead. Glancing up over the top of the sofa, she saw it was nearly ten-thirty! He had been here that long, tormenting her, delighting her with brutality and driving her over the brink of sheer animal terror. Yes, he had turned her into a panting, rutting animal! The thought horrified her as well as strangely entertaining the girl. It was all so muddled in her mind now. She needed time to think, to work things out.
Stretching out one hand, Janice braced herself against the coffee table and hauled herself up. Stooping, she picked up the remnants of her clothing, making sure everything was back in order before she trudged to the stairs, her clothes clutched in one hand. No, her mother must never suspect anything had happened. There would be the weekend to get through. She wouldn't have the escape of school. She would have to be calm, cool-headed, composed enough to deceive her mother. "God!"
This would be the first time. They had always had such a good relationship, one she was rather proud of. It was only her mother's rabid insistence on strict morality that had caused so much friction in the house. And it was that rabid morality Janice began to fear more and more as she dragged herself up the stairs.
"Oh please, God, please...don't let my mother find out, please," she whispered at the top of the stairs, stumbling forward, exhausted, for the bathroom, wanting to wash the cum that marked her loss of innocence from her cunt.
CHAPTER FOUR
"Ohhhh...do it! Do it!"
"Take it, baby, take it all...."
Janice crouched under the window, one hand over her heart as she peered over the window sill and watched her aunt and this strange man wrestle in bed. No, it wasn't wrestling. It was pure and simple fucking-but with a new twist.
Aunt Kathy was sprawled on the bed, her wrists having been roped together earlier. Now this man, dressed only in a pair of faded Levi's, was stretching her bound hands back over her head to the Mediterranean-style headboard with one hand while he held another piece of rope in the other.
"My God!"
It had been three days since her brutal rape. Janice had somehow managed to avoid talking at length with her mother, spending most of the weekend in her room studying. At least, she thought she could study. But whenever she cracked open a book, her mind drifted back to Friday night when Bobby burst in and fucked her. Yes, all she could think of was the feel of her cousin's hands on her body, the touch of his lips on her throat, the steady pressure of his knees against hers as he pried her open, pinned her to the living room floor with his body while he hunched his cock into her cunt.
School had been no better. She tried to concentrate. How hard she tried to concentrate as the teachers talked about one thing or other! But, still all she could think of was her cousin and his cock-the way he held her, the way he mastered her. By the end of the day Janice knew she had to talk to someone. It would be suicide to tell her Aunt Kathy everything that had happened. But perhaps if she just changed names, mentioned some other boy rather than her cousin, perhaps her aunt would be fooled and could offer some advice.
It wasn't difficult to leave the house after dinner, her mother was always pleased when Janice wanted to help her aunt. As the girl approached Kathy's house, however, she had second thoughts about her plan. What if Bobby was there? Usually he was in the garage with his friends. Still, just the thought of him being only a few feet away would make her nervous, jumpy.
Standing at the foot of the curved drive Janice sighed with relief. There was no sign of life in the garage. But once at the door and knocking, the girl was surprised there was no answer. Her aunt rarely went out-or so said her mother. There was a light on in the back. After knocking several more times, Janice slipped around the side of the house to the dimly lit window. There, through the curtains and under the poorly drawn shade, Janice saw her aunt twisting and turning on the bed, stark naked, obviously in heat. And this man-this strange man-was holding her down, sneering at her, tying her up.
"Ohhhhhhhh God...don't...oh please," Kathy wailed, her long dark-brown hair fanned out on the pillow behind her head.
Janice blushed furiously, her knees sinking into the soft ground. It sounded just like her three days ago! Three days ago she was thrashing around on the floor, trying to fight off her cousin as he pinned her down. But then she had meant it. Here it was obvious her aunt was playing some sort of game.
"You're gonna dig it, baby. You're gonna go nuts when I stick my cock into you." "Oh don't, don't!"
Kathy's face was red with lust, her mouth half-opened, her eyes glazed while her nostrils flared with the wheezing breaths she took. Her big tits were rolling on her chest, slapping against each other while her legs rubbed frantically over the sheets. In heat. Yes, that was the only way she could describe it. Her aunt was in heat, rutting there in front of her while her lover watched with growing satisfaction.
"Sure, sure."
He tied a double square knot around her bound wrists, securing them to the headboard. Sliding back on his knees, he moved around until he knelt between Kathy's spread legs. The woman had raised her head from the crushed pillow, her eyes round, her forehead wrinkled while strands of her chestnut-colored hair clung to her dampened cheeks and forehead. Her nipples were long and stiff while her thighs glistened with cunt-juice. Janice knelt there outside, not caring about the chilling air or about the possibility of one of the neighbors catching sight of her. She was fascinated by this scene, her cunt growing itchy-hot as she watched her aunt go crazy.
"Ohhhhh...."
The big man reached down and unzipped his pants slowly, his eyes riveted on the panting, rutting woman. He was obviously enjoying this teasing, knowing how badly Kathy wanted to see his prick and withholding the sight as long as he could.
"Yeah, baby, I'm nice and hard, good and hard. And I'm gonna take care of that itch you got."
"Ohhhhhh...."
Janice watched with a mixture of horror and delight as her aunt closed her eyes, twisting her body from side to side, trying to rub her legs together to take care of the achy itch growing more and more intense. Janice could sympathize with that feeling. She too had nearly gone out of her mind with the sensations between her legs when Bobby raped her that evening.
"Yeah...."
Janice thought her heart would stop! She trembled there under the window sill, feeling her nipples stretch itchily out and scratch against her bra cups. It was so odd kneeling there and feeling tingly and excited. Watching the two of them there through the window, she felt hot, expectant, hungry for a man's touch. Oh, oh, how she wished-in one way-that she could exchange places with her aunt now! The satin crotch band of her panties pressed sexily against her pussy, rubbing deliciously over the swollen, sensitive lips, drawing out more and more juice.
"Damn!" Janice whispered, bracing herself against the wall.
"Damn!" Kathy groaned, twisting her head from side to side.
Janice held her breath. She could hardly swallow and her heart felt heavy as it pounded against her chest. She couldn't hear anything except her own rushing pulse and the moans of her frantic aunt. Yes, she'd be frantic too if she had a handsome hunk like that kneeling in front of her, rubbing his fingers up and down his pant leg. Even from where she was Janice could see a bulge, a fat bulge that promised a fat prick behind it!
He was licking her now, licking her like a...like a dog! Kathy was shivering, arching her back, wallowing her shoulders against the pillow while kicking out with both legs. Janice closed her eyes, folding her arms tightly over her tits and pressing in hard. Oh, oh, she could almost feel that tongue touching her flesh, caressing it while the ropes held her down.
"Uhhhhhhh...."
Her aunt's cry sent shivery chills rushing up and down her spine. Janice swallowed again, her heart stopping. No...it was starting again. She clenched and unclenched her fingers. The girl saw that hot bulge in his pants, the bulge of a cock. And he was so big and so very tall. Janice was more than a little afraid-and more than just a little excited!
"Ohhhh, it's so...soooo good!"
Kathy began to breathe raggedly as she felt his tongue edge closer and closer to her pussy. Then the man drew back, reaching down and fully opening his fly.
"Oh!"
This time it was Janice's time to cry out. That prick! It was as big and as fat as Bobby's! Her hand went to the base of her throat, the fingers playing around as she watched him slip off his Levi's. Her aunt was silent, her eyes round with delight.
"Want it, baby? Wanna get a good feel of my prick inside you?"
"Oh yes, yes," she panted frantically.
It was shameless, degrading! Watching her aunt humiliate herself like that was horrible. But Janice couldn't move. It was as if she had been under some spell, forced to watch this terrible scene! Still pressing her nose against the dirty window pane, Janice watched as the big man stretched one hand down and fumbled with something. In a moment he straightened and Janice saw he had slipped his black leather belt from his trousers.
"Wh...what?" Kathy asked, her eyes blinking as she studied the long belt in his right hand.
"You've been a fuckin' bad girl to let me get this far with you," he said, doubling the belt and tapping the looped end against her thigh.
"No...I," her aunt said in some confusion.
Janice felt her breath catch. She knew what was going to follow, knew as surely as she knew the sun would rise the next morning. Her fingers tightened around her throat.
"And I'm gonna have to teach you a lesson so you won't do it again, right?"
Kathy's eyes widened.
"No, no, don't...don't touch me with that thing," she wailed, tugging at he ropes binding her wrists to the headboard.
The big man only smiled, lightly tapping the belt against her right thigh. Then he snapped his arm out, bringing the leather down hard against her white flesh. Janice heard the dry smacking sound of the weapon against flesh, heard her aunt's wailing cry. A rush of hot/chilly sensations snapped into her cunt, making the girl gasp with excitement.
"Ohhhhh...no!"
Kathy again tried pulling at the ropes binding her. Janice could hear the clattering of the headboard against the wall behind and heard the squeaking of the springs as her aunt's lithe body bounced against the mattress. The big man let her bounce around for a while before he began beating her again. "Yaaggghhhhh!"
Another blow! This time the looped belt slapped hard across her lower belly, leaving a long red mark just above her hipbones.
"Oooooffffff!"
Aunt Kathy's face slackened, then grew taut as the leather smacked again and again against her body. Janice thought she was going to go out of her mind kneeling there outside. What she was spying on was a new kind of sex, one she had barely been introduced to on her first fucking. Bobby's brutality, the way he'd beaten her before tearing off her clothes and raping her, had triggered something inside. And now she was feeling that same sensation once more while watching her aunt's ordeal.
"No, no, don't...don't touch me with that belt again!" Kathy wailed, tears streaking her face.
"You dig it, baby. That's what you told me, remember? 'I like being tied up', that's what you said," the big man sneered.
"Yes...but I didn't mean...didn't mean...mean this."
He laughed again, moving the belt around to her tits. Kathy sucked in a ragged breath and held it, her eyes rounding as he slipped the loop around one big tit and hefted it from her chest. At the same time he moved his free hand down to her cunt and began stroking it gently with the backs of his fingers. It didn't take Aunt Kathy long to get into the act, groaning, moving her ass from side to side on the mattress while rubbing her legs sensuously over the wrinkled sheets.
"Yeah, you don't like it," he mocked, moving the belt to the other tit and lifting it in his makeshift sling. "You want it bad...so fuckin' bad you're fuckin' willin' to pay for it."
"Huhhhrrrrrr!"
What was he doing to her? Dear God! He was fucking her with his fingers, twisting them in and out of her fuzzy cunthole, fucking her the way Bobby had screwed her before driving his cock in. Was this something all men did before fucking a woman? Janice was bracing herself against the window sill with both hands now, resting her chin on the rotting wood, watching the fascinating scene.
"Oooooooohhhhh!"
He hit her again, this time smacking the leather belt against her ass-cheeks. He whipped her from side to side, his prick swinging up and nearly hitting his belly each time the bound, attractive woman squealed at the stinging touch of his belt.
"Bitch!"
"Nooooo!"
"Stupid slut! That's what the fuck you are, baby, a dumb slut!"
"No, no, not true!" Kathy screamed, arching her back as the belt smacked her thighs just below her pussy.
"Ohhhhh my God," Janice groaned, closing her eyes as another sharp pre-orgasmic shudder rushed through her cunt.
The belt lashed across her belly, the tops of her tits, then down to her cunt once more. Again and again the room was filled with the sharp report of the leather striking her aunt's flesh, followed by the screams of the tormented bound woman. Kathy was struggling now, trying to drag herself higher on the bed, trying to close her knees against the smacking leather. But it was impossible. The big man was stretching her open with one hand while lashing the belt again and again against her thighs. At times Janice swore the belt curled into her aunt's cunt, sending the woman screeching. It was a miracle, the girl thought, that the neighbors hadn't heard anything.
And then the belting stopped. He threw away his weapon, reaching down and working his fingers greasily over his fat hunk of cockmeat, his balls swinging forward with each rub.
"I like my meat tenderized, you know?" he said cynically.
With that he leaned forward, slipping his hands against the soft spots just behind her knees. Kathy groaned, her face white, a grimace. At first Janice thought it was pain and was tempted to knock against the window, anything to stop any further torment. But when the girl reddened, realizing it was more than pain. Her aunt was high, high on sex, about to cum. It was that painful pleasure, that knife-edge of delight her aunt was feeling. Janice shuddered. She watched as the man slipped his cock back, back, sliding it toward her swollen cuntal mouth. He centered the blood-heavy prickhead over Kathy's cunt and then shoved in fast.
"Uhhhhhhh!"
Aunt Kathy twisted as much as she could, rocking her body from side to side. Janice could see the long red marks made by the belt better now as Kathy rolled around the bed. She was frantic, literally frantic with that prick halfway inside her now. The headboard clattered noisily against the wall while she tugged and jerked at the restraining ropes. The big man paused, drew back, then fucked down again. In a moment he was sawing his cock in and out, in and out, drawing nothing but grunts and moans of delight from the older woman.
"Oh fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"
"Fuck," Janice whispered.
"Fuckin' your Goddamned brains out, baby. You're gonna be nuts when I get through trenchin' out your fuckin' cunthole."
God! He even talked like Bobby! Janice still knelt there, her hands over her heart now as she watched her aunt babble and jerk her wrists. She could tell Aunt Kathy was going to cum soon. She was working her hips with a building tempo, matching the stud's fucking strokes with hunches and bucks of her own. At times she managed to raise her ass from the mattress, the cheeks flexing, tensing and relaxing only to tense again. Yes, yes, her Aunt Kathy was rutting there right in front of her!
"Yeah, baby, come on, work it out! Come on, cut loose, Kathy!"
"Uhhhhhh!"
Janice felt dizzy, about to faint. She held onto the sill as the world seemed to float dizzyingly all around her. She closed her eyes again and heard her aunt screaming down the walls, yes, she was cumming, swimming around in her sea of delight as the core of white-hot joy burned through her cunt.
"Uhhh, baby, shootin'...shootin' in you now," the stud grunted.
That was all the girl could take. She still heard the cries and groans ringing in her ears as she pushed away from the window sill and stumbled through the thick bushes. It was awful, horrible! She had seen something that should never have happened at all, and certainly not so publicly.
Standing there on the sidewalk under the streetlamp, Janice struggled for control. Turning around, she took another look at the big, comfortable woodframe house. She would never, never be able to look at her aunt in the same way again. Always she would see the woman tossing around in bed, her face a mask of frantic sexual arousal with her arms stretched back over her head! She must have managed to get Bobby out of the house some way and then...then taken on that stud!
"Awful...awful," she muttered, still holding her arms tightly across her chest and walking slowly home.
That damned tingle in her cunt was worse than before! She had hoped to find some solace with her aunt and instead only found more confusion. Now her pussy seemed more alive, more sensitive than ever, the flush of excitement spreading over her ass-cheeks, her belly, her cunt.
Then, before she knew it she was in front of her house. Janice paused for a moment, closing her eyes until the tickling, burning itch had faded some. Her cunt felt hot and very, very moist. It was going to be a very long night. Dear God, where on earth was she going to turn to end this horrible dilemma, this nightmare of sensuality?
CHAPTER FIVE
"I can't, Bobby!"
Janice covered the receiver with one hand, looking nervously over her shoulder to see if her mother had been listening. No, no one was in the hall!
"My old lady's out. Think she's been fuckin' around too," Bobby snorted.
There was a nasty chuckle at the other end of the line. Janice felt her heart sink. If only he knew what his mother had been doing!
"I've been sick and-"
"No crap, understand? I'm hotter 'n hell and I've gotta have some cunt. Now you know what the fuck I said before, right?"
Janice sucked in her lower lip and bit down hard. "Uh-huh, but I thought-"
"Never mind about what the hell you thought. You just get your ass over here fast, understand?"
Janice paused, closing her eyes, blinking back the tears. "I'll be there," she said, pulling the receiver from her ear and hanging up slowly.
Another day had passed. Another long day with no relief from the terrible images that haunted her throughout her classes. She avoided her friends and spent hours in study hall or in the library trying to push those images from her mind. But it was impossible. When she was alone, all she could think of was Bobby sticking his cock into her tight cunt, or that man driving her Aunt Kathy wild with his cock and belt.
The belting! That was the thing that confused her. How she was fascinated with that. Shuddering there in the study hall just before lunch Janice remembered how the sound made her cunt snap shut-that sound of the leather striking her aunt's flesh. And Aunt Kathy loved it! Oh God, how she loved it! The woman was frantic, twisting on the bed, beating her legs against the mattress while that belt slapped against her flesh again and again.
What was wrong with her? Why was she turning on to something as vile and perverted as...as that? Why was she turned on at all? The questions bothered her all day and into the night after dinner. An itching desire crept across her cunt as she thought of her hunky cousin and of that big stud stranger who had been servicing her aunt. And then, as if he could read her mind across the distance between his house and hers, he called. No, no! She'd risk everything, even the possibility of ruining her reputation. But she wouldn't give in to him. She wouldn't say yes, expose herself to yet more degradation.
And yet she had done it. In spite of her fine resolves Janice couldn't stop the terrible chain of thought when she heard his cocky, self-assured voice over the phone. Her cunt swelled open and her nipples became stiff as he laughed at her hesitation.
"Something wrong, dear?"
Her mother was standing there in the kitchen doorway, a dish towel in her hands.
"Uh, no Mother. It's Betty, down the street," Janice said, struggling for control. "She's got some problem with her notes in algebra and wondered if I could stop by."
"Go ahead and help your friend. School work's important, you know," her mother said cheerfully, turning and walking back into the kitchen.
Please, please, don't let me go! Janice screamed in her mind, hoping her mother would say no, would find some excuse to keep her home. But of course she had no knowledge of what was going on, what her daughter was doing with her own cousin!
Sighing deeply, Janice turned and walked from the house, feeling like a condemned prisoner. The night air was chilled again, as chilled as it was the evening when she crouched under the window and watched her aunt get serviced by that big man. Who was he? Why was he doing that to her Aunt Kathy? How long had this been going on? Janice wondered about that, the thoughts helping her as she turned up the street and walked to her aunt's home.
"God...."
There it was! Only this time her Aunt Kathy's car wasn't there. Was she over some other man's house getting fucked? The thought made Janice shiver. Was the whole family like her, like Bobby, like her aunt? Sick, deviated, perverted?
Taking in another deep breath, the girl walked up the path to the front door. The drapes were drawn but through them she could see movement, could hear shuffling after she had knocked tentatively at the door.
"Come in, baby." It was Bobby, shoeless, shirtless, carrying a can of beer in one hand. She stepped in, unsure of what was going to happen next. She stopped short, one hand going to her throat.
There was the man, that awful man who had roped and tied and beaten her aunt two nights ago! He was there, sprawled on the sofa, also shirtless and drinking a beer. She wheeled around wanting to run from the house, but of course Bobby had already closed and locked the door.
"What's your hurry, chick? This here's Brad Jenkins, a buddy of mine. I told 'im about you and he was real anxious to meet you," Bobby said, a sneer on his face.
Janice just bet how anxious he was to meet her! She had seen his handiwork already and now he was going to practice on her.
"No, no, please...just let me go. I thought you were only going to be here and...and now...now it's different," Janice stammered, looking from one man to the other.
"Gee, that's too bad. I mean, you're disappointed and all that, right? You thought we were gonna be alone and now we've got company. That's all right. Brad's good people."
Janice darted a look at Bobby. She could see his hard cock showing long and thick as it ran almost to the top of his low-cut pants. A hot flash rushed through her body. Her clit was getting stiff.
"Uh...let me go!"
Her cunt lips started to swell while her nipples were itching, driving her a little mad. This was insane! Why was she starting to feel this hot, this aroused when two men were confronting her? Two men! Dear God, had she no shame? Doing something with her cousin was one thing. But with this man, this man called Brad who had roped her aunt and beaten her earlier? Janice began backing away, feeling something like panic rising in her throat.
"This little number fucks like a mink when she gets hot," Bobby said, nodding his head toward Janice. "And man, it don't take her much to get up there."
Janice looked at the two dumbly. Their broad chest and shoulders heightened her desire. Her eyes grew wider as Bobby started to unzip his pants. Brad grunted, putting down his beer can and rising from the chair. He was following suit, unbottoning his Levi's, pulling down the tab of his zipper.
"No!"
"She-likes to think she's a virgin, huh?" Brad said, spreading his jeans open.
"Dunno, guess so. She was when I tapped her couple of nights ago. Probably-likes to pretend it's not gettin' to her, and all the time her cunt's so fuckin' hot she could take on a whole damned football team and still be ready for more."
Brad paused, his thick, sensuous lips curling into a smile. It was that same sardonic grin she remembered seeing through the window when he started beating her aunt. Janice shivered, feeling her flesh crawl with revulsion and something else, something that made her blush with shame.
"Think she's good for two?" Brad asked as he started working down his pants.
"She's ready, all right. Man, see the way she's eyeing your cock? Man, she's good 'n hot for that meat, ain't you, baby?"
"No, no, you're wrong!" Janice protested, her forehead wrinkling with horror.
"Yeah, sure, just like I was wrong when I said you'd been cryin' for more cockmeat after I stuck my prick into you, right?" Bobby said jauntily.
"No!"
Brad had pushed his Levi's down to his ankles and was stepping out of them. Janice felt her face flush beet-red, felt her heart pounding so hard she thought it would burst once more. He was naked, stark naked, as naked as the night she'd seen him with her aunt. His long prick was just getting hard now, rising slpwly up from his legs and pointing right at her like some horrible kind of pole. The girl backed up again, a scream caught in her throat.
"Come on, baby, let's hear it again. I wanna hear you beggin' me not to touch you. It really turns me on when you do that. Man, my balls get real hot and hard when you get all scared and hot at the same time., , Bobby had put down his beer and was shoving his pants down to the floor. His prick sprang up hard, the tip just as red as Janice remembered it that night when he fucked her and tore out her cherry.
"Man, she give head?" Brad panted.
"Don't know. Bet she's so fuckin' hot she'd do anything just as long as somebody stuck a hard cock into her cunt."
"Yeahhhh...that'd be okay. That's what's gonna happen, Jan. You're gonna get one cock in your mouth and one in your hot little cunt. That make you real happy? That make you hot?" Brad taunted.
"Shit yeah. That gets her hot. Man, she's standing there lookin' at our cocks. Any decent girl'd be screamin' down the fuckin' walls."
Janice felt terror and desire fighting for her mind. She did want to scream, to run, to fight for her honor, her life. But another part of her was ready for fucking. Her pussy was red and puffy. Her cunt was so hot, so very hot and wet she could barely keep from falling to the floor.
All the strength and will seemed to be seeping from all parts of her body and winding up in her pussy. She stood there swaying slightly from side to side, staring at those two prick, knowing they were both going to wind up in her body. And there was little she could do to stop it.
"Oh please, Bobby, please...." She was whispering, backing away.
"Please, what? Fuck you hard? You know we're gonna do that. When we get through with you, you won't be able to walk for a week!"
"Do it to some other girl. Please, don't do it to me! You don't understand," she whispered, her throat growing tighter, her mouth becoming as dry as cotton.
"No other bitch is as good as you, baby," her cousin said.
Janice turned as if she were going to run away. Her body exploded into heat as she felt Brad catch her in his arms and pull her tight into his body. She could feel his cock pressing against her ass. As he held her there, his fingers bruising her upper arms, Janice could feel him hunching slowly into her, sliding his prick into her plump ass-cheeks as if he were trying to work it into her ass-hole.
"Noooooo!"
Janice kept wailing, throwing her head back, feeling Brad panting against her ears.
Yes, she remembered how he looked towering over her helpless aunt, the way he worked his fingers over his big prick. And the way her aunt had looked at him! Oh God, God, Janice saw those images flash across her mind as he held her now, rubbing his cock against her ass. She wondered if Bobby knew what his mother had done with his friend. And then, then a horrible thought came to her. Perhaps he had arranged it!
"Let's see how hot you are, Jan," Bobby whispered, stepping closer to her.
Janice saw his arm flash out and down. Then there was a tugging at her skirt. Before she knew what he'd done she felt his hand rubbing over her thighs, sliding up along the silky flesh toward her cunt.
"Ohhhhhh!" she moaned.
"Hey, man, hear that? Can't tell any more if she's scared or hot."
"Sounds hot to me," Brad said. "Pull down her panties and cop a feel. See if she's got a temperature."
"Don't...don't!" Janice begged, clenching her legs together.
"Man, she's got a grip. Just like a couple of nights ago when I bagged her cherry."
"Man, was she a fighter? Fuck, I like cunts who put up one hell of a fight when you tap 'em," Brad said, bending his head forward and licking the nape of her neck. Janice shivered at that touch.
"Yeah, man, thought she'd kick my balls with her feet half the time. She couldn't lay still, though, once I stuck her. Hey wait," Bobby said, rubbing his hand up and grabbing hold of her panties. "Man, I can feel heat comin' outta 'er like a fuckin' radiator."
Janice clenched her teeth, feeling her cousin pulling at her briefs, tugging them down past her knees. In another instant he was fingering her cunt, rubbing his hands over her pussylips and smiling.
"Ohhhhh!"
Janice groaned as she felt his fingers crawling over her cuntal mound. Her body was burning with his touch and the feel of Brad's arms holding her from behind added to her arousal. She shoved her ass back, hunching into him.
"Hey, man, she's pushin' away from your hand. It's gonna make me cum all over her ass!" he laughed.
Another second and the girl reversed directions, hunching up onto her cousin's hand as he moved it around her cunt.
"Man, she's tryin' to fuck herself-first on you, then on my hand. And lemme tell you," Bobby said, sticking two fingers into her cunt and feeling the tiny muscles cinch down immediately on the invading digits. "You're hot and wet, baby, hotter 'n the night I plugged you. You're gonna go nuts, tonight. Hope you got plenty of time 'cause we ain't gonna be through with you for a while."
"No, no! Your mother-"
"She's gone 'till eleven."
Janice thought she heard Brad's breathing change a little when she mentioned her aunt. Perhaps her cousin didn't know what was going on between her Aunt Kathy and his good friend.
"Ohhhhh, no, no, no!"
Janice moaned louder as she felt her cousin's fingers twisting around in her hot cunt. The feel of two of them gliding back and forth past her fat labia was enough to make her beg for their cocks. Yes, she could have actually begged for a fucking. Instead she wiggled around as if she were trying to get away.
"Man, she's hot and slippery enough to fry up our cocks," Bobby said as he pulled his hand out. "Have a smell," he said, sticking his hand under Brad's nose.
"Ohhhhhh, man! Pussy," he cried.
"No, don't...awful, awful...."
Janice took a deep breath and tried to break away. But Brad was holding her too tightly, having too much fun hunching his prick against her ass. The girl was getting frantic.
Ohhh, how her cunt burned and ached, clenching thin air as she kept trying to tell herself she was being forced into this scene.
"Wanna get down on your knees and swing on a prick, baby? Wanna gimme some head?"
"No, no," she cried in a throaty groan of protest.
They were moving her out of the living room now. Brad kept her hands pinned behind her back while Bobby stopped for a moment and unzipped her skirt, pulling it down over her ass with her panties.
"Get 'er into my bedroom," Bobby grunted.
They pushed her down the hall and into a small doorway.
Brad was still behind her, working his hips back and forth. Shifting slightly, she let his cockhead work between her smooth thighs and inch in toward her cunt. When he started twisting and grinding behind her, she wiggled back. Suddenly she felt his cock slip its way up and shove toward her slippery cunt lips.
"Nooooo!"
But Janice could no more stop him from fucking her than she could her own racing thoughts of delight. In a second she felt the thick pulsing prick head get to her hot cunt and push in. Oh God, God, it was happening again!
CHAPTER SIX
"Hey, man, what the fuck you doing?"
"Uhhhhh, man, she's so fuckin' hot...Jesus Christ, she's milkin' me!"
"Told you she was somethin' else! Damn, she's gonna make you cum!"
"Fuck yeahhh...."
Janice was frantic. Brad was gripping her around the waist. He had already started fucking her doggie style. His thick prick shoved up and down in short, rapid strokes as he pressed her forward, trying to get her to bend over.
"Oh no, no!"
"Man, gonna pop it...."
Brad was gripping her tighter. Janice could hardly breathe. He had her on the bed now, pushing her forward until her forehead was nearly pressed against the headboard. The girl gasped, feeling her knees sinking into the soft mattress. It was terrible, awful! She tried struggling back, but the more she moved around, the deeper she managed to work his prick in her cunt. The girl could hear his frantic pants, could tell he was close, very, very close to shooting off. Reaching back, she tried pushing him away, anything to keep him from blowing his load. No, no, she wasn't ready. If she had to be fucked, then she wanted to enjoy it. And right now Janice felt herself just rising.
Brad ground his teeth together, his eyes closed, his face a mask of intense concentration. Slowly, gradually, he pulled his prick out. Janice shivered, shrinking her head between her shoulders. It was awful, awful, feeling that fat prickhead slipping out of her cunt channel. It was just like when her cousin Bobby had pulled his cock out after fucking her four nights ago. There was a sensation of abandonment, of being terribly alone.
Dropping her head, feeling her long hair brushing over her knuckles, Janice sucked in her lower lip and bit down hard. He was pulling out, and oh, oh, what a sensation she had as her cuntal membranes shrank back together and rubbed sexily against his prickhead.
"Mmmmmm...."
"Man, when she moans like that...Jesus Christ, it makes me feel real good all over,"
Bobby commented as he watched his buddy pull out.
"Yeah, fuck!" Brad said, wrapping his fingers tightly around his prick. He didn't say anything for several seconds, fighting for control. Janice could hear his uneven breathing and knew he was so close to cumming. And he had just stuck it into her pussy! The girl gasped to think she had that much power over a stud!
"Too much, man. I ain't fucked doggie style for a long time," Brad gasped.
Janice wanted to say something about her aunt, something that would have dropped a bomb in the room. But she kept quiet instead, wanting to feel something in her cunt. What a whore she was becoming! Dear God, what a slut she had turned into!
"You wanna get her?"
"Oh please, please, give it, give it!" the girl blurted out.
Bobby smiled, proud of the way he'd turned his innocent cousin into a whore.
"She can't wait, man. Just fuckin' can't wait to have some cockmeat!"
"Cock...cock," Janice whispered hoarsely, not caring who heard her or what she was saying.
"Take that fuckin' blouse off her, man."
There was more tearing, more ripping. In a moment the girl was totally naked, her ripped clothes floating to the hardwood floor. She still knelt there on the bed as Brad slipped off and Bobby took his place.
"Mount 'er, man, mount the fuckin' bitch," Brad hissed.
Bobby knelt behind her, working his fingers along the insides of her thighs, forcing apart her cunt lips so he could slip two fingers deep into her cunt. Janice gasped with delight. Her cousin was doing it again. While Brad stood there trying to regain control, Bobby was teasing her with his fingers, giving her the feeling of being filled. Oh, oh, she was flipped completely!
Oh, how her cunt flooded juice. She was burning down there. And her nipples just ached for touching, for a finger to squeeze them. As if he could read her mind, Bobby reached under her belly, looping one hand around and squeezing her left nipple hard between one thumb and forefinger. Janice groaned, snapping her head back, tensing her belly muscles while wiggling her naked ass from side to side like some dog.
"Uhhhh ohhhh yessss," she hissed.
Janice was going wild, bobbing her ass up and down. She was so out of it, her mind exploding with delightful colors. Oh, oh, she felt so weak, so horribly weak. Her elbows were bowing out while Bobby was toying with her. And then...then she felt something, felt his prick brushing against her ass.
"Fuck it out, baby, fuck...uhhhh!"
Bobby hunkered under her and hunched up suddenly, withdrawing his fingers just in time for his cock to slam up into her pussy.
"No, no, nooooo!"
Her cuntal sheath worked shut on the swollen hunk of hard prickmeat while Bobby slipped all eight thick inches into her pussy.
"Man, oh man...fuck, can see why you almost shot off. Christ, she's like an oven down there," he panted.
"Yeah, and man, she's gettin' hotter by the second," Brad added.
Tremors of orgasm started up again somewhere deep in her belly. Janice curled her fingers, tearing her nails at the twisted sheet while snapping her head from one side to the other. Her long blonde hair splashed over her whitened knuckles. Fucking! Fucking! That's what was going to happen all damned night here. Fucking!
"Ohhhh...man!"
"Hey, take it easy," Brad warned, watching his buddy's face twist. "You're gonna pop off. You don't wanna blow it all now, do you?"
Bobby ground his teeth together, working his prick back and forth in tiny shoves, making Janice grunt and move her ass back for more.
"No, man, no. I wanna see this bitch take off," Bobby said, sliding his cock out. For the second time the frantic blonde teen felt a hard prick slipping from her cunthole. She wailed, grinding her teeth together, wishing there was some way she could stop them from doing that to her. Oh God, God, if they were going to rape her, then let them go at it! This teasing was killing her!
"I got an idea. Saw it once down in Mexico on the other side of Guadalajara," Brad said, moving to his trousers and fishing around in the back pocket.
Janice stayed in her crouching position, turning her head around and watching as Brad fished out a pocket knife. Her eyes widened. What was he going to do, carve her up?
"What you gonna do?" Bobby asked, some concern obvious on his face.
"Don't worry, man, she's gonna go for it," he said, snapping the blade open and examining the cutting edge. Janice shivered when he moved his eyes from the knife to her.
"Oh, my God, don't...don't mutilate me," she moaned.
Stories about girls found in ditches, their genitals carved up flashed through her mind. Was Brad one of those sick men who carved up women? Would Bobby stop him if he got carried away? Janice nearly pissed on the bed as she watched him approach her, waving that awful knife in the air as if it were a dagger.
"Take it easy on her," Bobby warned, laying a restraining hand on his buddy's shoulder.
"like I said, don't worry," Brad said impatiently, shrugging off the hand.
"Oh dear God," Janice moaned.
"God won't have nothin' to do with it," Brad said, moving the blade over her ass-cheeks.
Janice felt the cold metal and flinched from it, her ass-hole snapping shut while her cunt shivered with fright. She was about to climb off the bed when Brad stretched out one hand and grabbed her hair, tugging her back onto the mattress. The girl screamed, then groaned as he backhanded her across the skull. Her body swayed, threatening to topple from the bed. It was only by stiffening her elbows and forcing herself to stay conscious that Janice was able to remain upright on the bed.
"Don't move, bitch."
Again came that cold sensation, the sensation of the metal blade against her flesh. Janice flinched, letting out a low, shuddering moan from her chest. But she didn't dare move, not with that sharp thing about to slice through her skin. She stared ahead at the wall in front of her, her face twitching, blanching from terror as the blade moved up and down, tracing the full round curves of her ass.
Mentally Janice pictured what was happening-Bobby standing back there jerking off while watching Brad move that knife along her ass-cheeks, barely letting the sharpened edge scrape over her skin. One little move, one false motion and it would be cutting through her flesh the way a blade goes through butter.
"Uhhhhhh...."
"She-likes it, man, she-likes it!" Brad whispered, moving the knife toward her ass split.
Janice curled her fingers, digging the nails into the sheet. Again she thought of twisting her head around to see what was happening. But remembering Brad's warning, she remained crouched there, her belly sagging slightly, her tits nearly touching the mattress while her ass remained high up in the air.
"Nice, nice," Brad whispered.
Janice dropped her head a little, resting one cheek against the pillow. Rolling up her eyes and biting her lower lip until she could taste blood, Janice heard the man behind her grunting with satisfaction, almost laughing at her distress! And now...oh God, and now he was sliding that horrible blade toward her ass-hole. The movement toward her shitter made her ass flesh quiver, her ass-cheeks move as they tightened and relaxed.
"Oh yeah, yeah, see that, man? Your fuckin' cousin's goin' nuts!"
"Yeah, she digs that kinda thing, I guess. She sure liked the knockin' around I gave 'er."
Brad was breathing harder. His deep, shuddering breaths made Janice shiver. He moved up behind her a little further, the bed sagging back from his weight. Janice picked her head up a little and turned around, staring at him and his fat prick sticking straight out from his crotch. How his balls were tightened, pressed hard up against his groin! Oh God, God, he was loaded, filled with cum, ready to spatter it into her. And yet he was holding back purposely, delaying the inevitable because he enjoyed this horrible teasing, this sadistic foreplay.
"Oh please, please...."
Janice wanted to sink through the floor, to disappear, to die rather than do this. But there was little she could do. When he told her to bring her ass up higher in the air, she had to obey him, feeling the wet, sticky line of her cuntal crack exposed, completely defenseless.
"Come on, baby, don't be coy with me. You can't get enough of this. Man, you're still juicin' from our double fuckin', if you ain't juicin' like crazy now 'cause you dig this blade," Brad sneered.
Janice said nothing back, curling her fingers a little more until she dug the nails in her palms. She followed the tip of the knife with her mind, followed it as it slipped across one ass-cheek then moved to the other, sliding over then to where the two met just above her cunt. The pressure increased as the surgically sharp point slid closer and closer to her cuntal zone. Janice wanted to weep, to scream, to cry out for help. But there would be no help, and she knew it.
"Uhhhhh...."
Then something strange happened. Janice felt her pussy contract and suck in air, opening in an uncontrollable spasm then shutting hard as the knife traced the outer lips of her pussy. The soft, moist vulnerability of the area terrified her. Again chewing her lip, her face turned red while her eyes rounded with growing concern and terror.
"Ohhhhh...."
Brad slid the knife down her thighs, tracing the blade along her legs down to her knees, then back up once more to her ass.
A sudden chill froze her cunt. Brad was pressing the flat of the blade against her cunt, rocking it from her clit to the bottom junction of her pussylips. Janice closed her eyes once more, feeling her cuntal membranes snapping shut.
"Whew, baby, you want this thing in you?" the big stud said.
"No...oh no, no, take it away," Janice moaned, tears welling up in her eyes.
It was awful, horrible that he was doing this to her! Kneeling there, eyes closed, the blonde teen felt him move the blade around until the tip was pressing against her clit. Janice let out another groan, arching her back like a cat and hissing through her clenched teeth.
"Yeah, slut...a fuckin' whore...your cousin was right. You dig this kinda thing, baby. You really dig it."
"No, no!"
The continual touch and the chill of the cold steel knife sent shocks of incredible excitement racing through the terrified teen. Slowly Janice became conscious of tiny slits on the edges of her cunt lips. Stinging cunt-juice dribbled across these small cuts, the resulting sensation making her clit swell more and more. Oh, it was so awful, so terribly confusing. But she found a hotter, more intense lust flowing from her crotch now. The girl fought with herself. No, no, it wasn't right! It just wasn't right for her to be feeling these racing sensations of lust while they tormented her like this. But the girl just couldn't find the strength to fight her own body.
Janice's pulse raced. Opening her eyes, the girl turned and saw Brad stroking that long, thick cock sticking straight out from his hairy groin. Yes, it was that same prick she had seen penetrating her Aunt Kathy the other night. Penetrate! What a silly, and yet exciting word. Her aunt had gone wild under his fucking, twisting and writhing while he stuck more of his cockmeat into her. Remembering the look on her aunt's reddened face, remembering the strangled sounds coming from her throat as she tugged and pulled at the ropes holding her to the headboard, Janice wriggled her ass from side to side.
"Ahhhhhh...."
Her cunt lips felt as if they were on fire. The constant rush of cunt-juice across those tiny cuts was like salt being rubbed into wounds. Buzzing, spinning flashes exploded in her mind as Brad rocked that knife back and forth over her cunt, watching her pussy contract, relax, then snap shut again.
"Man, oh man, I can't take much more of this," Bobby said, closing his eyes and fighting for control of his prick once more.
"Know what you mean. We're gonna fuck you, baby, we're both gonna do it," Brad said, pulling the knife away and folding it shut before tossing it on top of his Levi's.
"Oh no, no...."
Janice was ashamed of herself. She knew her body was hungry for that man, for that man and his prick. Thinking of her cousin, the girl thought she could handle him as well. Handle him? My God, what was she thinking of? What kind of thoughts were racing through her head? The more they tormented her, the more they kept her here, the more she was thinking like a slut. Oh, oh, and her mother thought she was just visiting some friends, working on some homework! If only...if only she knew what was happening here at her sister's!
In a moment the girl felt the blind stabs of Brad's cock against her cunt. The fat head of his prick slithered up under the slippery crack between her cunt lips. Oh God, God, it was so good, so awfully good feeling his prick banging up against her pussy! The salty drop of lube on his cockhead made her clit burn as if he'd touched her with acid! Groaning, the girl rolled her hips forward, hunching her spine backward. With that move Janice managed to lodge Brad's cockhead in her cunt.
"Ohhhhhh!"
It was incredible, fantastic! Janice gasped, throwing her head from side to side. She stared at the wall once more, closing her eyes, concentrating on that stretching feeling as
Brad began bearing down on her.
"Hey, man, thought we'd both have at her," Bobby said, approaching the bed.
"Later, man, later. I dig this...uhhhh...gotta go all the way with this bitch. Later, man," he grunted, shutting his eyes tightly and angling forward.
The words, his body, everything turned the girl on. No longer was she worried about the moral consequences of her actions, of her thoughts. All she cared about was her overheated cunt and the man who could put out the fire.
"Uhhhh...."
Janice bore down to make his entry easier. Her cuntal walls ached and itched more than ever as Brad put his hands on her hips and pushed down. That long, thick cock was squeezing into her cunt channel like a fat, greased finger. Janice let out a loud rush of air and sucked in more oxygen through her nostrils with a wheezing sound, then held it as more and more of his cockmeat slipped in.
"Fuckin', baby, we're fuckin', " Brad whispered.
Oh yes, yes, and it was wonderful, hideously wonderful! It was so strange that she could see how loathsome these men were and what they were doing to her. And yet it was so marvelous at the same time. How odd!
CHAPTER SEVEN
"Ohhhhh, you're...you're going to kill me!"
Janice moaned, jerking her head from left to right, her eyes blurred by her own rising arousal. Rutting. In heat! A bitch in heat being mounted by her studs. Yes, yes, that was what was happening to her! As the teenager crouched there in bed, her ass angled high for a hard fucking, she knew she was no better than a gutter bitch aching for a fuck!
"Uhhhh...huhhhrrrr!"
And what did it matter? All she cared about was that prick sliding into her, that hard-muscled body that had aroused her aunt so the other night was now turning her on.
"Take it, baby, got lots more where that came from! You're gonna have some cock-meat comin' outta your mouth when I finish fuckin' you," Brad sneered.
She believed it! Oh God, it was like swallowing a feast all at once. Her belly rumbled, her chest tightened while she spread her knees a little farther apart for his prickmeat. Once Brad's cock went halfway into her dripping pussy-hole he let go of her hipbones, shifting his grip to her tits. Yes, oh yes, she felt his fingers crawling up along her sides, pawing her flesh, pinching it, then moving up to her dangling, high-riding tits.
"Ohhhhh!"
Janice felt his fingers grip them hard, kneading the resilient flesh. It was so strange, so odd! Everything he did to her, every touch made her mad with arousal! She closed her eyes again, grunting, rocking her body from side to side while those terrible callused fingers pinched and squeezed her tits. Janice felt a strange aching heat exploding in them, telegraphing ever more lust and hot sensation into her cunt.
Janice hated him, and hated her cousin too because he just stood by and watched his buddy fuck her. But the hatred she felt for them couldn't match the revulsion she felt for herself. The dog-like position they made her crouch in added to that feeling of being degraded. And perhaps the worst part, the very worst part of this situation was that Janice liked what was happening to her!
She enjoyed the taunts, liked the beating, felt turned on when that knife was pressed against her cunt! The more they threatened her, the more they lorded their masculinity over her and drove her into the dirt, the more she enjoyed their sex. Yes, she could see her aunt loved it too, loved writhing and twisting under Brad's cock while her wrists were tied together and secured to the headboard. Again Janice wondered if there were some defect, some flaw in her family that made itself known through sex.
"Uhhhhhhh...."
Her knees slipped on the sweat-stained sheets. She thought of him as an animal, a stud mounting her, fucking her, proving his power of sexual dominance over her. And she was letting him, actually encouraging him by her grunts of satisfaction and her body movements. Yes, there was no disguising those moves, those little cries of delight escaping from her lips. Try as she might, Janice couldn't keep still, couldn't keep quiet. His cock had taken her over, was controlling her mind.
"Ohhhhh...damn!"
Janice hunched back against him even harder. The whole thick length of his cock was in her cunthole now. How had it happened? While she was thinking about her humiliation and how she had let it happen, Brad kept shoving in, squeezing her tits, pinching her nipples until she squealed like a stuck pig. Now she could feel his wiry cockhairs brushing up against her stretched cunt lips. She could feel his balls squeezing against her ass.
Brad left his prick in her pussy without moving for several seconds, his hands smoothing over her tits, his head resting in the valley between her jutting shoulder blades. like two dogs. Yes, yes, that's what they were! like two dogs fucking in the gutter, getting rid of the tension they felt between their legs and nothing more. All these years of training and education and Janice felt she'd been reduced to the status of dog!
"Ohhhhhh...."
Janice felt the cockhead begin to move inside her. Back and forth, back and forth, stretching her itchy cuntal walls. Oh, oh, it was so mind-blowing. The girl jerked her head back, a strangled cry of delight coming from her throat.
"Man, looks like she's goin' outta her fuckin' mind," Bobby commented, his fist flying over his greased-down prickmeat.
"If she ain't I'm gonna pop my gourd pretty fuckin' soon," Brad admitted. "Man, your cousin's got one hell of a cunt! Best one I've fucked in a long time."
"Yeah, she don't fuck around. Man, when she's hot she pulls out the plug!"
Janice hunched back against Brad even harder than before. She had tried to stop the chain of thoughts building up in her like an avalanche but it was impossible! She was rolling like a boulder toward climax with this animal. And there was nothing, nothing in the world she could do to stop it.
"Uhhhhh...."
"Come on, baby, come on, move that ass, come on, move it around," Brad said, slapping her ass with one hand now, reddening the jiggling cheeks while pile-driving his prick into her pussy.
"Fuck...fuck...fuck...."
Sweat streaked her face and chest now, her long blonde hair clinging to her cheeks and forehead while her body rocked and jiggled with the force of Brad's fucking blows. Images of the knife, of Bobby, of her aunt being roped to the headboard flashed through her mind, increasing the heat she felt exploding between her white, shivering legs.
"Work it out, bitch, work it out!" Brad cried.
Janice sobbed. His fingers were back on her tits once more. The bruising digits on her nipples made every ounce of her tits ache. Part of her wished he would tear the aroused nubs off. That would stop the terrible heat they sent to her cunt.
"Ooooowwwww!" Janice shrieked, throwing her head from side to side.
This was too much, far too much! Brad had dropped his head and was clamping his teeth on the nape of her neck!
Raising herself up with her arms, she kept swiveling her ass, needing to feel that release, that wonderful sensation of orgasm right now. There was no way she could escape it without losing her mind!
"Ohhhhhhh!"
Brad was fucking her harder now, his head thrown back, his eyes closed, his mouth a tight scar while the cords stood out against his neck. She could hear the slapping sound of his belly against her ass. Every scratchy curl of his cockhairs was arousing her, finding some nerve-ending to stimulate and make sing. That itching, burning sensation in and around her cunt and ass was driving her out of her mind. Janice shoved back against that hammering prick, her ass weaving and arching.
Brad's fingernails clawed at the sensitive rims of her nipples. Janice grunted and sobbed with the pain, begging him to stop, to slow down, all the while hoping he wouldn't listen to her.
"Move it, bitch, move that ass. Come on, man...uhhh...gonna drop my load in your cunt soon...uhhhh...fuckin' bitch, she's better'n most whores," Brad said, stopping his fucking movements for a second, then going back to them with renewed strength.
The combination of the stretching in her pussy and the gouging pain around her nipples bleached her mind. Janice wanted only one thing-to have the pain and pleasure increase until the swelling, spinning knot of sexual tension in her belly swept completely over her.
It was getting impossible to breathe now! She cursed, her head rolling from side to side. Clawing at the pillow under her, she drove her shoulders forward. The throbbing ache in her big tits needed more sensation. She moved back again, forcing the hard-tipped tits against Brad's grabbing hands. He grunted with approval, increasing the twisting, scratching pain in her nipples. Oh, oh, every square inch of her body was on fire, threatening to blow her to pieces.
"God!"
Again the girl thought of her aunt, thought of the way Aunt Kathy twisted under Brad's attack. She was doing the same thing, writhing while his cock slipped in and out, in and out of her clutching pussy.
"Fuck it out!" Brad shouted.
He was close, close to dumping his load of spunk into her body. The bed frame squeaked and groaned under their movements. The pile-driving thrusts of Brad's cock and the bucking agony of Janice's body kept battering the head of the bed against the wall. It was all so wild, so confusing, so sexually high!
Janice was growling like an animal, felt like a wild animal while Brad kept servicing her cunt. The whirling knot of lust in her crotch was about to explode, to blow her body to pieces. A red fog of lust had settled already on her simmering brain. She couldn't think, just couldn't think of anything except that prick sliding back and forth, in and out of her cunt.
"Huhhhrrr! Huhhhrrr! Huhhhrrr!"
Janice tried to hold off. The incredible blast furnace of chilly heat in her cunt became more and more intense. She could hear the squishing of her juices between the heavy slaps of his belly on her ass. Soon, very, very soon she would feel that rush of sexual excitement, that culmination of all the itchy achiness between her legs!
Janice gritted her teeth. She felt her cunt clenching Brad's hammering cock. The tension in her pussy built and built. Oh God, God, it was as if her entire being were focused on her cunt, pinpointing around the fat prick sawing through her pussy. "Uhhhhhh!"
The hard lump in her belly slipped. She knew she was only a fraction from exploding. Janice knew his cock was ready to go off now. She could hear that raspy breathing, feel his body shivering against hers. He was telling her things, things about how his jizz was going to burn through her cuntal walls. She could feel those hard, hairy nuts rubbing up against her ass. At any second, any moment, he was going to pop off, to spatter his white-hot jizz in her cunt. Just thinking of it made her flesh crawl with excitement. Yes, yes, he was going to blast his cum into her pussy, just like her cousin had done four days before!
Janice felt her cuntal muscles convulse again, snapping tightly around Brad's cock. The young man cried out, falling hard on top of her, nearly crushing her to the mattress. Janice grunted, feeling his cock thickening. Oh no, no, it was going to be over! The girl sobbed and groaned. And then suddenly he stopped. What was going on?
"Ohhhhh, man, gonna...ughhhh...gonna make it! Fuck! Gonna...shooooot!" Brad cried.
With a furious, vicious jab, his cockhead shot back into her cunt and down. Janice was nearly blind with excitement. And then, and then she felt it, felt the blast of cum fire hosing against her pussy walls. She felt the huge gush of hot jizz spatter, burning at her cuntal walls. Gasping, blowing out the breath she had held earlier, the girl felt her cuntal walls crash in. "Yagggghhhhhhh!"
It was more powerful, far more powerful than the climax she had had with her cousin Bobby. Perhaps it was because of the knife, or because of what she'd seen going on with her aunt. She didn't know. All she knew was that she was being fucked by one of the most powerful pricks in all the world!
The first big fuck-jolt of her climax shattered the girl completely. Her ass-hole went into spasms, wringing tighter than ever while her cunt milked at that spitting prick. Her hips swiveled uncontrollably. Janice heard herself shouting and screaming while Brad's teeth broke the skin of her nape.
"Cummmmmmmiiinnnngggg!"
The terrifying impact of her climax ripped outward from her cunt. Janice had never thought humans could feel something this strong, this overwhelming. She could feel it in her nipples, her fingers, her toes. After each shivering pulse of her cuntal walls, the ripples seemed to leave an echo of emptiness that stopped the pain until the next blast. Janice sobbed and screamed, knowing that the spurting, jabbing cockshaft would be tormenting her again. They hadn't finished with her yet. She knew that. There would be Bobby to deal with. And then...then perhaps the two of them together! "Uhhhhhh...."
Oh, oh, how her cunt had betrayed her! She had wanted to show them she was a rock, something they couldn't intimidate. And again she rutted, moved her ass sensuously about while Brad dumped his load into her cunt. Oh God, God! Even now she felt the walls milking his cock, wringing more cum from the shaft.
"Ohhhhh baby, gonna...gonna go nuts with you doin' that," Brad gasped.
In a moment Janice felt Brad fall heavily on top of her. She groaned, then collapsed to the mattress. He had fucked her, driven her mad with her own body.
She turned her face and rested her head on one cheek, panting heavily, feeling reality begin to trickle back in. Her mother. Her aunt. Her cousin. All their relationships had been altered.
"Ohhh, man...man. Could stay like this all fuckin' night," Brad groaned, rubbing his fingers up and down her sides. Janice shuddered, pushing her hands in the pillow a little deeper.
"Don't forget, man, I got one hell of a hot prick right here. And shit, that bitch's gonna get it just like she took yours," Bobby said in a thickening voice while his fingers stroked his prick.
"Yeah, yeah," Brad sighed, pulling back.
Janice shivered again, cum dribbling out in front of his retreating prick. It was awful, horrible! There was nowhere to run, no one to call for help. She was alone, utterly alone as she lay naked like some victim for the sacrificial altar. With a squishy popping sound Brad pulled his cock from her cunt, saying something about her being the hottest fuck he'd ever had in the world!
Tears of shame and humiliation streaked her cheeks. Twisting the white cotton bedsheet in her fingers, Janice fought back the sobs. It would be over. Sooner or later it would all be over and she would be free to go home. Then perhaps she'd run away, perhaps tell her mother and aunt about Bobby. But would her aunt believe her? And if she did, what about Brad? She had seen Aunt Kathy fucking him, going wild under his fucking prick! Oh, oh, where could she turn for help?
"Man, looks like the little bitch's tired," Bobby said.
"I gave her one hell of a workout," Brad said, wiping a towel over his flaccid cock.
"Yeah? Bet I got a way that can knock some life back into her."
Janice thought about the time. How long had she been here? How long had her cousin and his friend tortured her, fucked her? An hour? Longer? Would her mother become suspicious, get worried and phone her friend? What would her mother do when she learned Janice had been lying? There on the bed Janice sank into a reverie about being home safe in her room under the covers, reading a good book.
There was no Bobby, no Brad. There was only her mother bustling downstairs fixing dinner while she studied there on the bed. Oh, those days seemed painfully lost, gone away never to return. She had sampled knowledge, the knowledge of sex-and more specifically the knowledge of fucking with pain. And as much as she tried to deny it, Janice savored that knowledge!
"Oh!"
Janice jerked to one side, a snapping sound cutting through her dreams. It was a belt! Oh God, oh God! They were going to beat her as she'd seen Brad beat her aunt several nights ago!
"No! Oh, God, no, no, don't hurt me with that thing!" she screamed, twisting around on her ass and scooting back on the bed until her spine pressed hard against the headboard. Bobby was holding his leather belt in one hand, snapping it in the air like a whip! Brad stood to one side, grinning in approval. He would! She had watched him use his belt against Aunt Kathy the other night with considerable skill!
"You want this, baby, probably want it as bad as my cock!"
She dragged herself to the other side of the bed, feeling the cum leaking from her pussy and wetting down the top sheet. No, no, she didn't want it. Maybe her aunt did, but she was different. The thought of having that leather cutting into her flesh sickened her!
"No, no, don't!"
Bobby was holding the belt tightly by the brass buckle. The veins leading to his knuckles stood out from the tension. His eyes burned with a frenzy. Yes, he was going to use it, use it in the same loathsome way his friend had used it against Aunt Kathy!
"Come on!"
As she protested, the shadow of Bobby's arm cut across her belly and tits. Nothing, nothing she could do or say could prevent this horror from happening. It was yet another painful act meant to crush her into the dirt, to degrade her in front of these two men.
CHAPTER EIGHT
"Don't!" she shouted, her mouth twisted open while her eyes rounded at the heavy belt hanging dangerously over her head.
"Turn over...on your fuckin' ass or I'll tear off your tits," Bobby snarled.
Whimpering, Janice obeyed. She tucked one leg under the other and rolled onto her belly, her tits pillowing against the mattress while her hands moved up to her face. She was breathing with short, shallow pants, her shoulders shivering with the excitement and terror she felt. Every inch of her body became alive now.
The sleepy glow that had warmed her flesh vanished under the threat of pain. Sobbing, fighting down more tears, Janice waited for the first slicing blow of leather, the first sound of that belt smacking dryly across her ass.
"Oh man, man, look at that ass," Bobby said, staring at the full round white globes marred only by a few red marks left by Brad's slapping hands. "She's just like a virgin, man, just like one."
He was working his fingers over his prick, smoothing them over his cockhead, picking up some of the pre-cum, then lubing down the veined sides. Again Bobby hesitated, drinking in the form of his helpless cousin stretched out there on the small bed. A spasm shot through his prick, making the fat cock jerk up and nearly slap against his navel. Janice let out another sob. It was too much for the young stud.
Slowly he raised his right arm, the leather dragging up, touching his armpit. Janice twisted her head to one side,-staring at the shadow of his body. She could see it and knew he was about to slice the belt down against her ass! The girl let out another terrified sob, clenching her ass-cheeks protectively, tensing the big ass muscles until they ached. Her fingers clawed at the thin cotton pillowcase while sweat oozed from every pore, making her young body glisten sexily under the bright overhead light.
There was the sound of hissing, the sound of the leather cutting through the warm room air. Janice whimpered more loudly, digging her knees into the mattress, readying herself as best she could for the terrible pain. Her mind buzzed like a million bees while she drew her elbows in tight against her sides. The hissing became more of a sizzling sound. And then there was the touch, the red-hot touch of that leather belt smacking hard against her ass.
"Aaaaaahhhhhhhhh!"
Janice snapped her body to one side, her fingers tearing into the pillowcase while her knees jerked apart. It was as if someone had touched her with a red-hot poker! Slivers of hot agony shot into her ass-hole then up to her clit, making her cuntwalls snap shut with a clapping sound. Her face grimaced while she drew in her lower lip and chewed down hard.
No, no, she wasn't going to give them satisfaction this time. She knew they wanted to hear her scream, to beg for mercy while all the time they had no intention of showing her any. She wasn't going to fall into that trap again. Bobby and Brad may have had control of her body when they fucked her, but this was different. Janice thought she'd be able to control her reactions better now.
Ohhh, how her ass burned! There was another blow, this one more powerful than the first. She screamed, the leather belt smacking on her other cheek. The blow raised a long purple welt, making her supple cheeks dance and jiggle from the slicing force. Twisting her head the other way, Janice let out another yelp of pain. Oh, how the heat tore through her buttocks, spreading strangely into her cunt.
Yes, yes, she could see how her Aunt Kathy could turn onto this. There was some strange, odd but definite connection between the stinging blows and the resulting delicious sensation in her cunt. Even though she had cum moments ago, even though she could still feel Brad's jizz oozing from her pussy and wetting down the sheets between her legs, Janice felt a definite arousal making her clit hot and hard all over again. Exhaustion played no role in this. She was up and excited as she had been when Brad crawled on top of her and stuck his prick into her convulsing pussy.
Janice squirmed and whimpered as the belt thrashed again and again against her ass. Welts began to crisscross over her ass while she wheezed and begged the young man to stop.
"No, don't...uhhhhhhhh! No, don't, don't hit me with that thing any more, Bobby. Oh please, please don't hit me!"
Again and again the belt smacked, leaving those long red marks dotting her jiggling ass-cheeks.
"Gettin' tired?" Brad asked as the young man stopped for a second. "Huh?"
'I'll take over if you don't wanna."
Janice froze. She had watched him beat her aunt with the expertise of an executioner! No, no, he couldn't touch her! She'd surely die if he touched her with that awful belt!
"No, man, I'm ready. Ready for this fuckin' little bitch."
Janice enjoyed the respite for as long as it was. Again she clenched her ass-cheeks, clawing at the pillow.
"Aaggghhhhh!"
This time the end of the belt curled around her asscrack, burning her cunt with its dry smack. No, no, no! That searing pain, that awful agony that was making her ass ache so was also heightening the feeling of excitement in her cunt. With each blow now her cuntal nerves vibrated, those vibrations spreading to her nipples, to her clit. That tiny pink nub of squiggly flesh throbbed and ached once more as the girl clenched the pillow to keep from sliding her hands down to her cunt. Oh, oh, they'd love that! Wouldn't she hear their evil laughter if she were to start jerking herself off in front of them while her cousin beat her with his belt!
Janice chewed the pillow, hiding her lust-contorted face in the material. What was wrong with her? What kind of animal could she be? She had to be an animal, because no human being-certainly no moral human being-would have felt such arousal so soon after having cum! "Yagggghhhhh!"
Again and again the belt sliced into her flesh, turning her world into a private hell. She kept her ass tense, instinctively opening and closing the ass-cheeks rhythmically, matching the blows from the belt. Then, as Bobby slowed his beating, she raised her ass in an unbelievable attempt to take the last of the attack.
"Fuck! The little bitch wants more. She always wants more," Bobby said, throwing the belt down to the floor.
"Yeah, more prickmeat, more leather, more of everything," Brad said.
"Was just like that when I finger-fucked her. Christ, she had to have my cock then. She kept beggin' for more, more meat, more shit up her fuckin' cunt," Bobby sneered, his cock rock-hard, ready to be shoved into Janice's waiting cunt.
"Just thinkin' about her makes me kinda hard again," Brad admitted.
"Yeah, hard."
"Ohhhhh...." no
"Come on, baby, we're gonna fuck...just like we did the other night."
Fucked again! Oh God, fucked again, and this time by her cousin for a second time! She felt those hard hands grabbing her by the shoulders and twisting her around, slamming her shoulders down against the mattress while he knelt down.
"Hey, man, what you doin'? " Brad asked.
Bobby said nothing, sliding up, his knees pressing down painfully on her upper arms. Oh God, dear God, he was going to break her arms! Janice snapped her head from side to side, crying out as she thought she heard something popping in her shoulders. He was kneeling on her, leaning forward, bracing himself with one hand against the headboard while the other was steadying his prick.
Janice looked up, her eyes nearly crossing as he wagged that fat prickheaad in front of her eyes. Oh God! The smell, that wonderful smell of his aroused crotch triggered her into high heat. Squirming on the bed, dragging the backs of her legs over the stained sheets, Janice felt herself getting ready for another long, hard fuck.
"Wanna taste this, baby? Wanna suck on this mother, take it down your throat?"
"No, no," she moaned, twisting her head away and closing her mouth.
"You ain't gotta choice."
Reaching down, the young man grabbed a fistful of her hair and jerked her head around. He pulled back, back until Janice swore she could hear the roots tearing from her scalp. A hiss rose from her throat, a hiss of pain and shame as her cousin angled forward, still tugging hard at the blonde strands. Her scalp crawled while a pulse leaped at her throat. Sucking cock! That was the final humiliation, the ultimate degradation! To have a man's cock sawing in and out of her mouth had to be the lowest thing in the world a woman could do.
"No, no!"
"Shut up. And if you think of doin' something cute like biting down, forget it," Bobby snapped. "I'll knock your fuckin' jaw outta line if you try somethin' like that."
Janice lay still, her eyes focused on the approaching cock. She could smell his crotch more keenly now. Those balls were dragging over her chest. And all the time there was that pain, that awful pain of his knees crushing her arms into the mattress. Instinctively Janice drew back, pressing her head into the pillow. The folds caressed her tear-stained cheeks while the bed groaned once more. In the background she could hear Brad's heavy breathing. Janice could only guess what that monster was doing.
"Uhhh-h...."
Again her cousin showed himself to be a master of horrible teasing. He eased his grip on her hair, leaning forward a little more. Soon his balls were resting against her chin. Janice shivered. There was nowhere she could move her face. He had her head trapped between those big hairy knees. And then...ohhhhhh, she felt his cockhead pressing against her chin, then sliding up, up, aided by the greasy cum oozing from his piss slit. In another moment it was touching her lower lip. Janice let out a groan of horror, closing her mouth tight once more.
"Told you, bitch, open up or I'll knock your fuckin' teeth out!"
What was she to do? Dear God in heaven, what was she to do? letting out another shuddering sigh, the young teen relaxed her jaw, parting her lips, letting her cousin do with her as he chose.
"Yeah, yeah, that's what I like about you, baby. You're real easy to convince."
Janice felt him rubbing his cockhead along her lower lip, then sliding it along her upper one. He was rimming her mouth, coating the flesh with his pre-cum while pressing his balls harder against her chin. He laughed when her nose twitched. His cockhairs were tickling her nostrils, brushing against her nose as he kept toying with her.
"Man, she's gonna feel real good, real good with that fuckin' mouth against my prick," Bobby sighed, shoving his cock along the right side of her nose, then wiping it over her eyes.
"Not as good as her cunt," Brad countered.
Bobby shrugged. "Maybe not. But I had 'er down there a couple of nights ago. Ain't had good head for a week. Gotta see if ol' cuz here can give some."
The pressure on her arms eased for a moment, then increased again as he leaned forward and moved his prick down. In a moment Janice found herself gagging, felt the saliva welling up in the back of her throat and oozing down while his cockhead slid over her tongue, over her teeth, down toward her tonsils.
"Mmmmmfffff!"
Janice's eyes widened in panic as she breathed with wheezing, whistling sounds through her flared nostrils. He was choking her with his cockmeat, gagging her with it. Instinctively the teen tried pulling her arms up to stop him, but of course his knees were pinning them to the mattress painfully.
Bobby was in his own world of pleasure, not listening to her startled grunts, her moans of panic. All he kept doing was moving his hips back and forth, occasionally from side to side to see his cockhead pushing out one of her cheeks.
"Man, move that fuckin' tongue around...ohhhh yeah, move it around to the center...fuck! Jesus fuckin' Christ, this broad's a natural," Bobby panted, his fingers wrapping around behind her ears and scratching her flesh as he kept on pumping his hips back and forth, back and forth, slamming his groin against her face.
Janice sucked as hard as she could. Maybe if she brought off her cousin this way she would be able to go home early. Perhaps they would let her go, exhausted by their own perversions. That aching pain, that awful agony in her upper arm seemed to be numbing somewhat. She had heard stories of people beaten beyond their endurance. They had written that soon they became numb to the pain. Perhaps that's what was happening to her.
"Oh God, man, man, she's gonna make me shoot if she keeps that up," Bobby groaned, dropping both hands to her head and pulling her back. He looked down, was more and more excited as he watched his spit-slicked cock easing out from her mouth. Janice's lips puckered outward, her cheeks sagging in as he kept pulling his prick out until only the head remained in.
"Good head, baby, real good head," her cousin groaned.
Janice breathed more easily now, the fat prick gone from her mouth. It was so odd, so strange having something that fat and long and hard in her mouth-like sucking a hot cucumber! And there was that odd bleachy taste, that salty flavor that washed over her tongue and down her throat. It was making her swallow, making her coat her belly with the stuff. It was cum, the same white-hot stuff that she'd felt coursing through her pussy earlier. Would she be able to swallow it, to take all that down her throat if he were to shoot it now?
"Gimme more head, bitch...come on, move that tongue around and make me feel real good!"
Janice swallowed hard again, feeling Brad slipping his cock back between her lips. The big fat thing eased over her molars, shot back farther and farther while the stud twisted his hips back and forth. He seemed to like making his cock revolve around in her mouth.
"Mmmmmmffffff!"
Janice felt spittle dribbling from the corners of her lips, oozing down her cheeks and wetting down the pillowcase behind her. She felt his throbbing cock brush over the insides of her cheeks, making them puff out once more.
"Christ, suck it, bitch!"
Janice felt the fat head sliding back farther and farther. Oh God, he was choking off her breathing passage with his prick! Twisting, grunting with horror, trying to tell him to pull back, Janice felt her world becoming blacker by the second.
"Ohhhhhh suck me off!" Bobby groaned, rotating his hips so his cock would twist in her throat. His hands held her skull tightly against his crotch as he skewered his prick into her.
In a strange, perverted way Janice wanted to keep that cockmeat in her. She had begun to like having that fat-headed prickpole in her, enjoyed having his hairy groin hunching against her face. He was shivering again. Oh God, God, he was going to shoot in her mouth! She would drown in his jizz if he didn't pull back.
"Ohhh man, don't wanna...wanna cum this way," Bobby said, forcing himself to calm down. Shaking with lust, he pulled back, smoothing his hands over the sides of his cousin's face.
"She good at head?" Brad asked.
"Man, the best. She'd blow your fuckin' mind with her tongue."
"Yeah, I'll bet...fuck, she's got one hell of a trained mouth to go along with that fuckin' trained pussy of hers."
Bobby pulled out all the way, still kneeling on her upper arms while wiping his cockhead along her lower lip. He reached back with one hand, brushing the backs of his fingers over her cunt. Janice shivered, drawing her knees together and rocking them from side to side. The flowing juices had washed Brad's cum out of her slit. Oh, she was ready, ready for another hard fuck.
"Come on, Let's both get at 'er," Bobby said, pulling away from his cousin. At first Janice was so relieved at having the pressure gone from her arms she didn't realize what Bobby had said. Then she saw Brad coming up to the bed, his cock just as long and hard as her cousin's. Both of them! Of course! They had said something about that earlier. Both of them fucking her brains out. And now...oh God, and now they were actually going to do it!
"No...ohhhhh God!"
What was the use of protesting? They ere going to fuck her anyway. She looked from one man to the other, then dropped her eyes to their cocks. She had had both of them, and now she was going to have both of them at the same time! Bobby had worked her up with his mouth-fucking and the edge of fear she might have felt at the prospect of having two men at the same time was gone. Now it seemed like an interesting proposition, almost an inviting one.
"Take it, bitch. Take both of us," Bobby growled. Oh yes, yes, she would!
CHAPTER NINE
"Uhhhhhh...."
Janice moaned, pushing her head back in the pillow as she felt Bobby's body lower onto hers. He had knocked her back down onto the bed, holding her arms to her sides while squirming on top of her. She felt his breath against her cheeks, felt his tongue as it licked and lapped at her tits, her throat, her face. In a moment his mouth was glued into hers, his tongue spearing deep into her throat as the hard cock began stabbing at her juicy cuntal crack. The thick, sensitive prickhead rubbed back and forth, getting slippery with juice.
"Ohhhhhh...."
Janice felt herself spinning out of control.
Fucked, fucked by her own cousin, by her aunt's seducer! Arching her back, she thought once more about Aunt Kathy and how she looked speared open by Brad's fat prick. She thought of his cock sliding in and out, then felt Bobby's cock jabbing at her fat cunt lips. The swollen labia slowly peeled stickily back, forced apart by the bulbous wedge. Janice wallowed her shoulders against the mattress, inhaling sharply through her flared nostrils as she felt the thick hunk of cockmeat shove into her cunt.
"Ohhhh...ohhhhh God!"
Arching her back once more, the young blonde teen drew her knees up then let them flop back down again, squirming her back and ass against the sheets. Oh yes, yes, how her cunt tingled and itched along its full length as it felt the long, hard cock being hammered into it. The pink, wet tissues wiggled together, buckling in with sexual heat as inch by hard inch his cock slipped in. Bobby was panting heavily, his hands covering her tits, squeezing her nipples while his cockhead forced a wide tunnel in her pussy.
"like it, bitch?"
"Uhhhhh," Janice groaned, pulling away from the hard, sucking kiss. Every tooth in her head rattled from the passionate tonguing.
"Dig it? Ohhhh, baby, you dig having your cunt fucked by me?"
"Oh no, no, I...uhhhh...."
Bobby sneered down at her. "Fuckin' lyin' slut," he whispered, lowering his head once more and biting her throat.
"Aggghhhhh!"
Janice threw her head back, curling her fingers and digging the nails into her sides. Nothing seemed real any more. The room spun around and around while all the time her cousin's cock was squeezing into her tight, hot cunthole.
She felt him penetrating deeper and deeper into her pussy. Ohhh yes, yes, it was good to be fucked, to be fucked brutally, savagely like this-and by her own cousin. Oh, she wanted him to jab it to her, to slam it in her cunt without mercy! The hotter she became the more she needed prickmeat, cockmeat, that hunk of hard muscle pushing into her body!
"Take it, baby, take it."
"Give it to her, man," Brad whispered. "Shove that hard prick into her pussy!"
Janice let out another groan, the cry sending chills over everyone's bodies. Bobby's cock throbbed hard. Oh, her cunt was fitting tightly around the broad, hairy base of her cousin's cock. Inside her pussy the sensitive, slick tissues were stretched to the tearing point, trying to accommodate the throbbing eight inches of prickmeat. "Man . .
Bobby drew his knees up a little farther, shoving them against her ass. Janice felt stretched open, peeled apart like a ripe fruit. Gradually the teen drew her hands out from her sides, curling them around Bobby's neck and holding him down. No, no, there would be no more struggle. She had thrown that idea to the winds. Now there was only pleasure, the pleasure of submitting to her cousin, to his friends, to any man who could offer her the release she so desperately needed!
"Ohhhhh...fuck!"
"Man, your cousin's hotter 'n shit for a good double fuck," Brad said, his voice thick, shaky.
"Yeah, man, she could probably take on a whole damned football team and still want more," Bobby added, throwing his cockmeat and watching Janice wince as if he'd stabbed her in the belly.
Oh, oh, how her clit throbbed, how it ached and itched each time Bobby's cock rubbed against its small, rounded tip. Thrills and tremors of unspeakable delight shot through the girl's cunt and tits. Her pussy was tightening, relaxing, then tightening again in that old milking movement. Bobby liked that, grunting with satisfaction, then rocking his body from side to side so his cock would revolve around in Janice's pussy.
"Yesssssssss!" she hissed.
"Give it to her good, man," Brad urged, crawling onto the bed. "I'm gonna help out. Gotta feel that pussy, gotta get swingin' on it."
The big stud moved around, crawling between their spread legs. Lying flat on his belly, he pushed his head up to the junction of their legs, as he squirmed closer, he could hear the soft squishing sound of Bobby's cock shoving in and out, in and out of her girl's cunt. The rich, gurgling sound of her cunt sounded like soft mud sticking in around a pile-driver. Brad reached up and pressed his hands against her spread thighs, shoving them farther apart.
Janice felt something down there, felt his hands toying with her pussy. Oh God, God, it was happening already! They were both going to fuck her now! It was so wild, so crazy feeling another man playing with her while Bobby fucked her cunt. That feel of his fingers on the ticklish insides of her thighs was the first indication she had that Brad was down there between her legs. Again she thought of her aunt, of Brad, of the way he forced the older woman to take his prick! Now he was working on her, smoothing his fingers up her thighs, touching the bottom junction of her cunt lips, making her feel so...so wild, so crazy!
"Good...ohhh, so goooooood!, , Janice couldn't say much. Her excitement was so high the girl could only gasp and cry out, twisting her body under Bobby's, drawing her fingernails over his back and hunching hard up against his groin.
"Yeah, work it out, bitch. Come on, work that fuckin' cunt around my prick," he growled.
Janice stretched her body wider. She felt Bobby giving her a hard shove, burying his cock up to the hilt in her tight cunt. She knew he nearly blew his nuts when he shivered mightily, his fingers squeezing her tits hard. Janice was letting out sharp cries, feeling a tongue-oh God, a tongue rimming the base of her pussy mound!
"Fuck 'er, man, fuck 'er hard!"
Brad hissed loudly as he flicked his tongue in circles over the wet surface of her tight, swollen pussy.
Bobby pulled his ass up, drawing his throbbing prick from Janice's cunt. The girl moaned again as Brad wedged his head farther between her and Bobby. His tongue licked around the stretched edges of her sensitive pussy. Its smooth surface raked along the tensed flesh, then darted in. Never, never before had she thought much about a man eating out her pussy-especially while another was fucking her. "Ohhhhhhhh!"
Brad pulled back and Bobby shoved back in, squeezing his fat eight inches of prick back into her cunthole. Janice thought someone had set a bomb off in the room! He was grinding his hips against Janice's, rubbing their bellies together, holding her tight.
"Jesus, gonna pop my load off soon if you don't back off. Man, man, do it!" Bobby cried out with a desperate sense of urgency.
Brad squirmed back, keeping his fingers still against the girl's smooth thighs and pinching the flesh. Janice liked that. Oh, how she liked having the feel of another man's hands caressing her thighs while Bobby kept trenching out her pussy with his prick! It made her feel surrounded by men, wallowing in men, surrounded by cockmeat!
"Uhhhhh...ooohhh yessss!"
There was that steady squishing sound now of Bobby's cock sliding in and out of her cunthole, that sound that made her shiver with delight. He was fucking her steadily now, his hands up to her shoulders, his fingers holding the writhing teenager steady.
"Hey, man, if you want to make it wild, slide out again and lemme eat her pussy hard," Brad suggested, pinching Janice's thighs again.
Bobby didn't say anything. But the next time he drew back he braced his body on his knees and elbows. Pulling up hard on the next stroke, he twisted his prick all the way out of Janice's tight cunt. His cockmeat sprang free and jerked crazily as he held it out of the girl's pussy.
"No, no...no...uuhhhhhh!" Janice moaned, her face reflecting the horror of having that wonderful prick taken from her.
She tried hunching up, tried screwing that cock back into her body. But Brad was holding her down, moving his head in for the kill. In a second the girl was grunting frantically as she felt the stretched cuntal tissues being licked by that rough, slippery tongue. Oh, oh, how good it felt having something like that inside her, touching her pussy, slicking down the pussy hairs while her shoulders slid back and forth, back and forth over the pillows. She heard the bed groaning, heard the springs squeaking while the three of them squirmed on Bobby's narrow bed.
"Ohhh man, nice hot pussy. Man, ain't nothin' like the smell of a bitch's cunt when it's stoked up to boilin', " Brad groaned.
"Hmmmm! Hmmmm! Hmmmmmmm!"
Brad had his hands pressing outward on her thighs, holding her open for his licking attack. Janice squirmed around and around, tensing her ass-cheeks, drawing her knees together as she felt her clit being teased by the tongue. How she loved it, loved feeling her clit throbbing under that oral attack. As she squirmed against the two men, she felt Brad shove farther between her legs, ramming his tongue deeper into her pussy.
"Oh yeah, man, shove it to her now, man. I'm outta the way," Brad said as he pulled his head out, leaving her cunt wide open and hot.
Bobby didn't need further encouragement. He fitted his cockhead into her juicy cuntal crack and shoved himself down. Janice cried out again, arching her back as his eight inches slipped down into that hot cunthole. As the slippery tissues curled around his prick, Janice cried out like a demon, curling her fingers and scratching his back mercilessly.
"Man, she's goin' outta control! She's gonna tear me up if she don't come off soon," Bobby said.
"Oh do it, do it!" she cried desperately, hunching under him.
"Need it, baby? Need a good, hard cock to take care of you?"
"Oh yes, yes, I need it! I need it...need it so bad! Please, please, fuck, fuck, fuck!"
Bobby was grunting with pleasure, giving her a series of short, rapid strokes. Janice twisted wildly, her tits slapping wetly together. She felt her cunt catch fire, felt that familiar whirling ball of sexual hunger slipping a little farther in her belly. She was going to cum! Again she was going to cum, going to pop off with her cousin's cock in her pussy!
"Cum! Cum! Cum!" the girl moaned, drawing her legs up, then letting them flop back down to the bed.
"Too much outta her mind," Bobby growled.
"Oh, oh, ohhh!"
"Shut up and fuck!"
Janice ran her hands up and down over Bobby's broad shoulders, pushing her cunt up onto his prick. Her ass tensed and strained up, the muscles growing hard as she shoved her tight cunthole onto his prickshaft. The girl groaned, feeling her body tensing once more.
"Good," she moaned under him as she moved her body in frantic little hunches under him.
"Oh man, man."
Janice could feel his cock slipping around in her cunt with each movement they made. Their flesh slid over one another, the sweat making their bellies suck loudly and wetly while the two of them shot closer and closer to climax.
As Bobby kept throwing his cockmeat into her with greater skill, the girl felt every inch of her flesh come alive with arousal.
"Hey, man, don't shoot off yet," Brad said as he lay there listening to them fuck together. "I wanna eat her cunt again before you get your rocks off. I like feelin' her get hot under my mouth."
"Okay, man, but...uhhh...but don't fuck around too much. I've got a load for that little slut that's gonna blow her mind out!"
Brad pushed apart Janice's thighs once more, squeezing his head in and sticking out his tongue. In a moment the girl felt that wonderful sucking mouth on her pussy once more, tonguing her up the wall, making her cunt grow hotter than before-if that were possible! Oh, oh, his tongue was running around the straining edge of her pussy once more, teasingly, barely touching the rim before sticking deep into her cunt. It was a tight fit. Janice cried out as the muscles cramped, tightening around the licking tongue. And just above it was Bobby's prick, slicked down with her juices, trembling, waiting to be shoved back into her pussy and fire off.
"Hurry, man. Shit, I can't stay like this all fuckin' night," Bobby groaned. "Ohhhh man, man, havin' a cunt's pussy like this is too much," Brad moaned.
Janice's cunt spasmed against that probing tongue, making Brad moan again.
"Uhhhhhh," the girl moaned softly as she felt her cunt spasm harder yet. Nearly gagging, the girl felt Brad sticking his mouth on her hairy, hot pussy while licking all the way inside. It was too much. She threw her hips into the air, offering her cunt to him. Holding tightly onto Bobby, she begged her cousin-anyone-to fill her tight, aching cunthole. No, no, she had to cum, had to find release some way. Brad's tongue was only teasing her, promising much but not filling the full sensation she needed to get off!
"Huhhhhrrr!"
"She's gonna go, man. Get outta the way and let me get my cock back into her," Bobby warned. Janice was becoming more and more carried away as that tongue began slicking its way down into her hot pussy hole again.
"Man, oh man," Brad sighed.
"Hey, I told you to move your fuckin' head so I can get my cock back inside. It's time to do some real nut bustin'. Come on, man, or I'm gonna shoot right into your Goddamned face!" he threatened.
But Brad still kept her thighs tugged roughly apart, shoving his mouth again and again down onto her cunt. Janice was completely insane with lust now. She writhed about frantically, her mouth sucking onto her cousin's, her tits flattening out against Bobby's chest while her fists beat into him. Cumming! Oh, oh, what a delicious sensation that would be, especially now with two men teasing her, caressing her, fucking her. "Ohhhhhhh!"
Brad felt her going wild. She was throwing her hips up to his face. Oh yeah, yeah, she was going to make it soon!
"No, no!"
"Man, if you don't get outta the way I'm gonna push your tongue out of the way with my cock!"
Janice heard that and felt her clit swell to the bursting point! Oh, oh, how they were working her up, playing her like an instrument, touching only the high keys! Janice felt her cunt going into spasms now. Her pussy tremored, trying to clutch the wiggling tongue teasingly hovering over her cunt.
"Oh! Oh! Cumming!"
Janice screamed out, urging her cousin on, shoving her hips up harder, driving her furry, hot, dribbling cunt onto Brad's mouth. And then...oh yes, and then she felt her cousin's prick pushing down. She trembled on the brink of orgasm. The tonguing and sucking had brought her body to the peak. Her hips and ass wriggled and hunched in a frenzy as she tried to throw herself over the brink into the explosion of orgasm. She was begging for it, needing it, unable to do a thing about it except beg for more.
"Cock...cock!" she cried, tossing around her body, scratching and yowling like a cat in heat. Her claws kept working over Bobby's back as she tried forcing him to shove his cock into her. All she felt was the teasing cock barely touching her pussy, giving short, stabbing jabs at her cunt.
"Ohhhhhh!"
And then he did it! Oh thank God, he did it! She felt his body tensing, then sliding down as the tense, itchy, sensitive walls of her pussy were being stretched apart once more as cock-meat filled her desperate pussy.
"Fuck!"
There was that one maddening second, the second when she hovered between release and tension. Janice opened her mouth, but nothing except a rush of air escaped over her teeth. Oh yes, yes, she was going to cum, finally going to achieve that ultimate heaven! Her fingers held onto her cousin's shoulders while her knees drew in hard against his thick-muscled thighs. Cumming! Cumming! Oh yes, yes, it was going to happen...now!
She felt Bobby's body tense over her as the power of her spasms took the breath from her lungs. Janice just couldn't stand any more pleasure. She fell back down onto the bed, her legs flying wide open so her pussy was open for Bobby's fucking lunges.
"Man, oh man!"
Drifting in between consciousness and complete faint, Janice felt spurts of cum spattering against her cuntal tissues. Oh, oh, it was so wild, so wonderfully good feeling her cousin shooting inside her! Her body was completely on fire, exploding with sensations of every sort as she came and came and came!
CHAPTER TEN
Janice slowly drifted up toward consciousness. She blinked her eyes, realizing there had been some change in position. She was back on her belly, her tits flat against her chest. Still on the bed, the blonde teen could feel the soft mattress pressing up against her thighs and chest. About to move, the girl realized something was wrong, terribly wrong. Her hands were tied together, bound in the same way she'd seen her Aunt Kathy's wrists roped!
"Ohhhhh...what are you doing to me?" she whispered, pulling up her head slightly and twisting it to one side.
"Been out like a light, baby. Guess that cum was just too much for you to handle, huh?"
Brad said.
Janice blinked again. She saw his cock sticking straight out, the head red with lust. He was hot for her. There, flat on her belly, her arms pulled up, the wrists bound together and then secured to the headboard, Janice felt cum and juice dribbling out of her slackening pussy. Oh, oh, how she'd been fucked! Her body was still sore from all the tension and twisting she had done. And now it was going to happen again! How much time had she spent here with these two men, wrapped up in their game?
"Ohhhh, please . . .just let me go. My mother'll be wondering where I am and-"
"You ain't been here that long," Bobby said, sitting at the other end of the room. He was already dressed in his Levi's and shirt, drinking a beer. "You'll get home okay. But my buddy's gotta take care of his prick. Man, you don't think he got off just lickin' your damned pussy, do you?"
Janice dropped her head back onto the pillow, tugging tentatively at the bonds. They were strong, as strong as the ones she remembered her aunt pulling and yanking at when Brad had towered over her. Dear God! and now it was happening to her.
"This time it's gonna be through another hole, bitch. You're gonna go nuts when I get through with you."
She had gone mad, absolutely crazy with her cousin when he pile-drove his cock into her cunthole. Janice couldn't imagine any more tension, any more excitement than she had already felt with Bobby's cock.
"Ohhh, nice ass...real nice ass."
That alone should have given her a clue, but the girl was still hovering between sleep and consciousness. Moaning softly, rocking her hips from side to side, she felt her pussylips rubbing sexily against one another, greased down by her cousin's cum and her own juices. There would be another fuck, another session of cock in her cunt. But this time Janice was certain she wouldn't rise to the occasion. She was too tired, too drained of energy from the last fuck. Brad would be fucking a near-corpse when he stuck his prick into her...
"Uhhhh!"
Janice's eyes widened, her forehead wrinkling as she felt his fingers hooking around her hipbones, drawing her body off the bed. At the same time she was aware of his breath against her ass, the touch of his tongue on her ass! He was licking her ass-cheeks, drawing his tongue up and down over the fleshy globes with the same expertise he had used when licking her cunt.
Janice felt swarmy all over. His tongue was moving up and down her asscrack now, sliding into that sweaty split, touching her shitter! What was he doing? What on earth was he trying to do to her? She moved her body from side to side, her knees digging into the soft mattress, her toes curling until they cramped. In and out, in and out he drew his tongue, slicking down the inner curves of her ass-cheeks while holding her buns apart.
For a moment Janice thought this might be the preliminary to another fucking. Then the girl began to suspect that Brad's center of interest was her ass-hole. Yes, yes, he was touching it now, curling his tongue around the gray/pink wrinkled ass-hole lips, his fingers pressing more firmly down on her ass, making indentations on the pillowy flesh.
He was snarling while moving his tongue around and around her ass-hole. And oh, oh, now he was stiffening that tongue, sticking it into her shitter! Janice threw back her head, letting out a soft moan while rubbing her cunt against the wrinkled sheets. She could feel his nose pressing up against her ass, his stubbly chin and cheeks irritating the smooth flesh of her ass.
"No...uhhhh...noooo!"
It was so wicked, so deliciously shameless having a man do this to her, touching her there! Oh, oh, and now he was pulling back after having greased down her ass-hole with his spit. It felt so cold, so vulnerable back there! Janice moved her thighs from side to side once more. His hands were still pressed against her ass, the fingers dangerously close to her ass-hole.
And then...and then she felt them moving inward, caressing the inner curves of her ass-cheeks, spreading then apart once more. Was he going to stick that wonderful tongue back in? Was he going to lick her some more, touch her with his mouth while curling his tongue into her bowels?
No! Oh God, no! She felt one finger tracing the rim of her ass-hole, the jagged nail moving teasingly over her ass-hole lips. And then it slipped in, centering itself over the hole, then sliding into the spit-slicked chute until it was buried up tot he first joint.
"Uhhhhhh!"
Janice let out a long, low groan while hot flashes shot from her ass-hole to her tits and cunt. She pulled and yanked at the ropes holding her wrists to the headboard while throwing her head from side to side. Yes, she knew what he had in mind for his cock. He was going to fuck her in the ass! Oh God, he was going to slide that prick of his right up her ass-hole, burying it in her bowels, firing his load in her belly from behind!
"Oh no, no, no!"
"Ohhhhh baby, you're really tight up there. Man, you think her pussy was tight, you outta try her ass. Man, she digs it...really digs it...."
"No, not true...not true," she grunted, turning her head around and biting the pillow once more.
"Yeah, sure. When I get this thing in you, you're gonna change your tune. You've done it up to now. No reason why you ain't gonna go wild with cock up your fuckin' ass."
"Ohhhhh!"
She felt him grabbing her hipbones, pulling her ass high in the air while he slid forward. He was getting ready for it, getting her ready for a hard ass-fucking. Her tits dragged over the sheets, her forehead resting against the pillow. More than ever Janice felt like some kind of awful sacrifice. Brad grunted. Janice arched her back a little, trying to get away from his prick.
And then...and then she felt it, felt his cockhead rubbing against her slick ass. He was holding her now with one hand, positioning her and keeping her steady while tightening his grip around his prick. She felt his bulbous cockhead pressing up hard against her ass-hole lips. Eight inches, eight inches of cockmeat up her ass! It would be enough to split her wide open!
"Oh please...please...."
"Please what, fuck the shit outta your ass? Man, baby, that's just what I'm gonna do. Nobody can say that oV Brad don't listen to a lady," he sneered.
"Ohhhhhh nooooo!"
Janice yelled, feeling the blunt prickhead shoving in, spreading apart her ass-hole. The big muscles in her ass cramped, the pain telegraphing down to her thighs, to her feet, to her cunt.
"Take it, bitch!" Brad grunted, slapping her beaten ass once more with the flat of his left hand. "You're shit and I'm gonna feel that shit on my cock."
He jabbed again and this time his cock bent slightly at the center while the head began sliding between her puckering ass-hole lips. Janice screamed louder. The whole ring of her ass-hole felt as if it were being shoved into her guts. There was a tearing, stretching pain that took her breath away. She gasped raspily, tears welling up in her eyes while Brad panted like a horse behind her.
"Ohhhhhhh!"
"Come on, baby, loosen up that ass! Come on, bitch, get it nice and hot and loose for ol' Brad," he grunted, hitting her again and again.
The heating blows did their trick. Gradually the girl felt her muscles relaxing. What was the use in fighting him? He was going to fuck her in the ass anyway! Letting down her guard purposely, she pushed outward as if she were going to take a shit. One hand left her hips again, the fingers tightening around his prick. Brad sucked in a deep breath and held it, shoving down hard. "Yagggghhhhhh!"
Janice thought the world exploded yet another time in front of her. Lights popped in front of her eyes while a weird buzzing sound appeared in her head. It felt like a huge fist was inside her as his dick jammed against her relaxed ass-hole. Before the girl had time to think, half his prickhead was already shoved into her. She tensed her belly, her tits raised off the bed and swinging like pendulums while every muscle in her body seemed to spasm. Oh, oh, it felt as if her entire ass were tearing down the middle!
"Noooo!"
"Ass-fuckin'. Man, ain't nothin' like it in the world," Brad gasped, satisfied he had gone this far with the screaming girl.
Janice felt him relaxing. Thank God, thank God! She kept taking deep, raspy breaths, her belly heaving, her tits slapping together. Fucked in the ass! God, nothing in the world could have prepared her for this!
Another inch. Yes, he had shoved yet another inch in her ass-hole! She cried out again and again, the spreading feeling turning into a dull kind of ache. She wondered if he was doing permanent damage to her back there as he slipped his cock in farther and farther. There was a kind of obscene slickness involved between his prick and her ass-hole, one that made her a little sick, and yet one that also turned her on!
"Move that ass. Come on, bitch, move it!" Brad threatened, slapping his hand across the tops of her jiggling ass-cheeks yet again.
Janice sobbed, moving her ass as sensuously as she could. She slow intrusion of the hard dick in her ass hurt terribly. If she could somehow show him she wanted his cock in her cunt, wanted to ease the pressure back there by having him fuck her in the pussy, perhaps he would give her the heat of his cock in the right hole! But then again, for Brad, any hole was the right hole. No, he was going to fuck her in the ass no matter what she did. God, where would all this end?
CHAPTER ELEVEN
"Fuck it...ohhhh man, she's fuckin' tight...real tight down there...uhhhhh!"
Brad's face was strained, sweat streaking the cheeks as he shoved down hard. Oh, oh, it was splitting her wide open! Janice felt the pain of his savage thrust spreading to all parts of her body. It was getting harder and harder for her to breathe! She let out a gasp, sucked in a ragged breath and held it as that wide prick-head seemed to go on down into her gut forever. She wept, the tears stinging into her nostrils.
"Noooo...."
"Get it on, baby, get it on! Ohhhhh yeahhhh, take my cock up your ass!"
Janice felt her arms and legs spasming. Brad had shoved at least four inches of his fat prick up her ass. His fingers fanned out along the reddened cheeks, spreading them wide apart, pulling the flesh until she could feel her cunt lips unsticking from the strain. And then, he was fucking her ass-hole, pulling out his prick, tugging back. Oh, it was such an odd feeling, such a wild sensation. It felt as if he had a vacuum cleaner attached to her ass-hole!
' 'Noooooo!"
Janice bit down on her lip. She couldn't even cry now. All she could do was feel that fat bar of prickmeat pulling back, tugging outward. She shoved her ass against Brad, looking for some relief from that obscene sucking in her tight little ass-hole.
He was stopping, stopping with only his cockhead embedded in her ass-hole. And then she felt his legs tensing, pressing up against her ass. He was going in once more, shoving his prick into her body. Oh, oh, oh, her sensitive nerves were overloaded with excitement! Grabbing at the wooden headboard, the young girl flailed her nails against the decorative piece.
"Yaggghhhh!"
Her body writhed like a snake, the spine curling up at one moment, then sagging down, her ass thrusting out while the fat dick split it in two. Her hair splashed over her shoulders, then fell down in tangles while Janice tugged wildly at the headboard. It was awful, horrible being tied up this way, being tormented and not even being able to use her arms to shove him away, to make the pain her ass easier.
Back out. In, out, in, out. He was plugging more and more of his cock into her ass, grunting with each forward thrust, his balls slapping up against the underside of her ass-cheeks. Janice winced and cried out again and again, her face screwed up with pain, the hair whipping across her reddened face. That sliding of his prick-ohhh, that obscene slipperiness did more than simply torture her.
Then, to her surprise and horror it was exciting her once more. Yes, yes, even after that tremendous cum she had had with Bobby she was starting to feel something like arousal between her widely splayed thighs again. Her cunt was getting hot again, hot and swarmy, dripping with juice. Only this time there was nothing in it. Yes, oh yes, it was completely empty, the muscles tensing around thin air!
Horrible, awful! Fucking in and out of her ass-hole. The teenager was torn in mind and body. She felt him reaching down under her belly now, touching her tits, squeezing the nipples until she squealed. So hard, so hard to breathe! That cock in her ass was taking all her strength and will away as her cousin Bobby's prick had earlier. The round, firm ass-cheeks flexed against his belly, moving back, making it look as if the girl were actually looking for more sensation. "Uhhhhhhh...."
Janice found her ass nerves seemed much more sensitive to the distending than even her cunt. She thought of that thick bar of meat up her ass and shivered.
"Come on, baby, come on, swallow up my buddy's prickmeat," Bobby jeered from behind, taking another swig of beer.
"Yeah, get that ass up...man, she's got one hell of a hungry ass," Brad grunted, slapping her ass-cheeks again and again.
"No, no...oh don't...don't hit me...please...oh please...."
Her cries tore from her throat while Brad kept impaling her with his tree-like cock. The steady pressure increased more and more, making her feel that surely he would tear her open.
"Ohhhhhhh, don't!"
Janice twisted her head around, opening her mouth and biting down on her right upper arm. She left a row of teeth marks as she sobbed hysterically, her blonde hair hanging in her eyes. He was fucking her harder now, driving his prick in and out, in and out with an increasing rhythm. He was going to dump his spunk in her gut, fill her ass with cum as Bobby had filled her cunt.
"Yeah, oh yeah, move it...uhhhh...move it like that."
His cock went deeper, past where the last stroke had stopped. He kept doing that, going deeper and deeper until the confused teen thought he'd be fucking down into her throat at the next moment. She inhaled sharply, the air burning her nostrils. Oh, oh, oh, Janice thought her belly would swell to bursting!
"Uhhhhhh!"
"Man, take it, take my whole cock up your fuckin' ass!"
The heat from his prick and her ass made her cuntal walls snap shut on nothing. Oh, oh, how she wished she could have something in there, something hot and hard sliding in and out of her cunthole! And there was always that delicious pain in her ass, delicious because it was causing so much pleasure, so much forbidden pleasure!
"Jesus...uhhhh...Jesus fuckin' Christ! She's gonna snap my cock off with her ass!"
Brad had a good deal of will, sliding his prick faster and faster until Janice thought her ass would catch fire! The tempo of his ass-fucking increased. In defense the frantic blonde teen squeezed her ass-hole around him, trying to slow him down. But Brad kept on going, slapping her ass, his filthy mouth telling her how hot and tight and fine she was.
One hand slipped down, down to her pussy. His fingers were toying with her swollen, rubbery cunt lips, pinching them, them sliding up to her clit. Janice nearly pissed on the bed from excitement. He was stimulating her at both ends, fucking her ass with his cock while fingering her cunt and clit. Heat sliced into her clit, the cunty feeling building up like an exploding bomb.
"Uh! Uh! Uh!"
Janice closed her eyes tightly. She grunted with the effort of keeping up with his strokes. He was all over her, his fingers sliding in and out of her cunt, teasing the spasming muscles while his cock widened her stretched ass-hole.
"Man, man, gonna cut it...gonna cut loose with this fuckin' bitch!"
"Let 'er have it, man. She wants it bad, wants it real bad," Bobby said, downing the last of his beer then throwing the crushed can to one side. "Man, this slut can't have enough of your cock!"
Janice panted, her mind bleaching white under the strain. She knew she was being fucked, ass-fucked by the hardest prick in the world-or so it seemed. And the way her pussy was reacting the girl didn't care where his cock was. Oh God, God, she was going insane, losing her mind to her dark passions. Lust churned in her belly, taking her over completely. She was a wild woman now, an animal lusting for nothing more than a good, hard cum!
"Uhhhh!"
"Man, she's gruntin' like a fuckin' pig! Come on, pig," Bobby said, coming around to the side of the bed and unzipping his pants. He was semi-hard, stroking his prick as he stood there by her side with his knees slightly bent, working his fingers up and down his cock once more. Janice was barely aware of him standing there. Too many lights had popped off behind her eyes. There was too much going on in her mind, in her body.
The shoving bar of cock in her ass seemed to slow down for a second. Janice gasped, throwing her head from side to side, her long blonde hair whipping over her hands. How the ropes chafed her wrists as she pulled at them again. But this time the girl didn't want to get away. Oh no, no, she wanted to use her hands to help stimulate herself even more, to aid in this wild orgy!
Oh yes, yes, she was a total slut, more than even her horrid Cousin Bobby realized! She would have gone on like this all night, bent over, on her knees, taking cock up her ass, in her cunt, even down her throat!
"Fuck it out, man...shit, I can't hold back any...uhhhh...any more!" Brad said in a strained voice, his head tilted back, his lips compressed tightly while his fingers gripped Janice hard around the hipbones.
She could feel his prick vibrating inside her, throbbing like a scrambling animal. She felt him hit something deep inside her now. The kink of her inner bowel walls began to hurt as if a dozen blades were stabbing her. She felt the terrible stretching, the pulling, all the vulgar thrills from her clenching ass. Janice wanted it all to happen at once-the pain in her tits, the juicy sliding of her cunt lips against Brad's probing fingers, the piercing thrusts of his prick in her ass.
"Uhhhhh!"
Brad's grunts became more urgent, more throaty. His cock pulled out slowly now, sucking her guts down. Only the head stayed in. Then there was a wild cry behind her. He shouted, slammed in all the way and dropped heavily onto her body. She felt his chin digging into her shoulder blades while his fingers slid back to her cunt, up to her clit, stroking and pinching that tiny convulsing organ. Yes, yes, he was shooting her in the ass and...and lightning bolts of sexual heat exploded in her ass and cunt. Cumming! Oh God, she was cumming again!
"Take my buddy's cock, bitch!" Bobby growled, stroking his cock up, then aiming the head right at her left cheek. It was only later as she cleaned herself off that Janice realized he had cum again, jerking off, spattering his cum against her face.
The multi-orgasm went on for several seconds, each convulsion wringing squeaking cries from Janice. When it was over, the girl collapsed to the bed, Brad on top of her. The ropes pulled painfully at her wrists, then someone was untying them. Bobby. Finally he was doing something kind. How different of him.
"Come on, baby, you got time to sleep it off. You've been here two hours. You were so fuckin' worried about gettin' home on time. Well, now's the time."
They moved her off the bed, half-carried, half-dragged her to the bathroom where they bundled her into the shower. The stinging cold spray brought her around. It was typical of her cousin to wash off her tortured body with cold water.
When they were through, both Brad and Bobby warned her against talking about their little scene.
"Remember, baby, what we did to you tonight ain't nothin' compared to what we can do," he said as Janice stumbled from the bedroom, one sandal on her foot, the other in one hand.
She was glad they remained behind her, not staring at her face. They couldn't see the smile on her lips, the crazed, happy look in her eyes. Yes, yes, she could understand Aunt Kathy's delight now. But she knew she had to keep her lust secret. Her mother would go mad if she were to find out.
Yes, yes, she had discovered a new mystery about herself, one she would keep secret-except for Bobby and Brad. And perhaps some day she would tell Aunt Kathy. She might learn some pointers. Oh, wouldn't that be fun!
"Remember, bitch, no talkin'."
Janice closed the door to her aunt's house quietly behind her, smoothing her fingers over her bare arms. No, they wouldn't have to worry about that. It would be her little secret. Straightening, feeling exhausted, Janice limped home, wondering when her cousin would call again, wondering just what else he could do to her. The smile on her lips broadened.
And Brad...did Bobby know about him and his mother? Did it really matter? Who cared? Janice rounded the corner and saw her home with the lights shining brightly through the window. How strange! Nothing had changed there. But oh, oh, what a change there had been in her! What a tremendous change!
