Paul Gable - Gang raped virgin

"Ohhh, yeah, take that dick. Gimme good, fuckin' good head!" Bill cried, feeding her mouth more and more of his cock.

Janet felt Bill ease his knees off her cramped arms. He was smoothing his thumbs over her cheeks. The weight, the heft, the bulk of that heavy cock chugging in and out of her mouth was sending shock waves through her. She was actually turning on to what was happening to her. The girl then realized that sucking a cock, working her tongue over and over that fucking prick, was doing this to her! Incredible!

"Come on, baby, don't give up on me now," Bill said.

Janet sucked more and more furiously. She increased the pressure of her lips around the massive dick filling her mouth. At the same time she wiggled her tongue frantically around the ridged underside, flicking it back and forth, feeling the young man on top of her go crazy. How strange it was that only a few days the thought of putting a dick in her mouth was repulsive. How the thought of it had made her gag, nearly retch! And here she was sucking on a prick as if her life depended on it!

"Swing on that rod, baby. Come on, man, swing on it! Ohhhh yeahhh, good head, bitch, good fuckin' head," Bill groaned, his head flopping from side to side.

"Man, she's gonna make him pop right now," Greig said, watching the girl's head jerk frantically up and down.

"No, man, no!"

Bill was reaching behind him, his fingers groping for her clit.

Janet was thrashing against the ropes, her mouth sucking hard, her tongue going crazy against his pumping cock. For a moment the girl wanted to bite down on his dick. Yes, that would show him, show all of them that they couldn't torture her, couldn't harm her. But that thought passed. The next second she was back sucking for her clear life, feeling more and more of his bleachy cum oozing from his piss-slit, coating her tongue, her mouth, her throat, the taste of it making her swallow more and more.

And then he was pinching her clit, taking it between his thumb and forefinger and pinching it hard. The girl let out a wild scream, her mouth opening wide, air rushing against his prick. That was all Bill needed. Still teasing her clit, the big stud came, sending rushes of cum down her throat.

"Aaggghghhhh!" Janet swallowed, hard. She knew she would drown in jizz if she didn't. More and more gouts of cum spattered against the insides of her cheeks, wadded up, then slipped down her throat.

The young stud on top of her was going crazy, his knees hitting her chin, the sides of her head. Janet wanted to scream, to scream as loudly as she could. But that spraying cock in her mouth kept her from doing much more than gagging.

In a moment Bill was through. Sagging back, pulling his flaccid prick from her mouth and wiping the greasy head over her lips, he fell from the panting young woman.

"Man, she's still in heat," Greig said with pleasure.

"Yeah, she didn't cum when I did," Bill said.

"Well, she's gonna make it when I fuck the shit outta her," Greig said, pulling his pants down.

"Hey, come on, let's both get the bitch," Jack suggested.

Bill was wiping his cock off, having slid off the table. Jack moved up and took the screws off her cuntlips, making Janet murmur a thanks. The ropes were the next to go, the knots untied, the line taken from her body.

Janet was exhausted, too tired, too degraded and shamed to fight back. Jack took her feet, Greig her hands and head and moved to the sofa.

"See, baby, you're gettin' better, movin' closer and closer to the bed. If you're real good this time, who knows, you might make it to the bed."

Jack stripped, Janet watching him closely. She remembered that heavy, thick-muscled body lording over her, pressing her against the floor while his dick split her in two, ripping her cherry. Now he was going to do it again!

"Get her on down, man, down."

Jack had her on her belly once more.

Janet wrapped her hands around an old pillow, burying her face in it as she felt the men touching her ass. As sore and tired as she was, as much as those awful red marks burned from the belt, she was still hot. She could still feel her cunt tighten, burn with the slightest touch on her body. Janet still had to get off, had to feel the big cum that would blast her mind into bits!

"Eat that ass, man," Greig said, seeing his buddy staring at the rounded globes.

"Yeah, good ass, good fuckin' ass. Man, I already had the pussy. Now I wanna see what it's like to get my cock into that tight little shitter she's got. Man, nothin' like butt-fuckin' a hot woman," Jack said, kneeling down between Janet's legs.

Janet heard him. Butt fucking. Yes, someone had said something about that earlier, something about sliding dick into her asshole! She thought about it, thought about how silly it was. Those things hanging between men's legs couldn't possibly fit into a woman's ass! No, that was silly, unreal!

"Come on, baby, you're gonna loosen up… really loosen up when I sink my cock into your shitter!" Jack moaned.

She felt him pressing his knees up against her inner thighs, felt his rough callused fingers touching her asscheeks, spreading them apart. He was bending down, breathing into her sweaty butt crack. He was telling her things about her body, things that made her blush even now after all the horror she had been through!

Lying there, still burying her face in the pillow, Janet felt a rush of intense pleasure when his fingers slid in and out of her butt crack, his jagged nails touching the sensitive sweat-damp flesh in her ass crevice. She liked that feeling, enjoyed that teasing touch of a finger edging closer and closer to her asshole. There was something deliciously forbidden, something that made her want to turn over and offer her cunt to him.

"Yeahhh…" Jack reached out and held her arms steady.

Janet flinched, feeling his cheeks pressing against the inner rounded curves of her buttocks. He was breathing heavily into her butt crack! She could feel his chin, his lips, and finally his tongue flicking against the flesh! It was too much, too much for her to handle. She twisted against the couch, rubbing her legs against the scratchy material, breathing hard, so hard she had to pull her face away from the pillow. She needed air to feed her body as she writhed.

"Nice tight ass. Man, it's gonna feel real good sinkin' into that thing!"

He was kissing her ass cheeks, licking her asscheeks. Janet squirmed on the sofa, digging her fingertips into the pillow, groaning softly, wishing in one way the touch could be heavier and yet glad it was this light. She felt her cunt heating up to an incredible degree, the muscles of her pussy fluttering, as Jack's tongue slipped lower and lower.

"Yeahhhhh!"

She could feel his breath against her asshole. Oh yes, yes. He was licking her, licking her shitter lips! Janet couldn't believe how her body was reacting to that obscene move! She cried out into the pillow, curling her fists and pounding them against the sofa pillow while tensing her thighs and shoving up to him. She was shoving her ass up to him, wagging it slowly back and forth, loving the warm, moist touch of his tongue.

"Oh, oh, what are you doing to me? Oh God, what are you doing… doing tome?" she stammered.

"You're havin' one hell of a time here, ain'tcha? Man, you came here thinkin' I was goin' to be hung or somethin', and now you're enjoyin' the hell out of yourself," Jack mocked.

"No, no, that isn't true! No, it isn't! You're hurting me, killing me. I wouldn't enjoy something like that, never never!"

Jack snorted out a laugh, pulling his face out of her butt crack for a second.

"Baby, you dig it, dig bein' shoved down in the dirt and havin' your face pushed deeper into it," Jack said, grabbing her by the hair and tugging her head up from the pillow.