Paul Gable: Gang raped virgin

"Yeah, baby, yeah, we're gonna have ourselves a lotta fun… a lotta fun," Jack whispered, clamping his hand even more tightly over her mouth.

"And baby, when I get through with you, you ain't gonna be able to piss for a week," he hissed, feeling her up and down.

Janet cringed, more tears flooding into her eyes and rolling down her flushed cheeks.

"Yeah, you're gonna be fucked, really fucked. Girls around here come knockin' on the door in the middle of the night for my dick. You got yourself a real gift, know that? Man, you're gonna be cock crazy, thinkin' nothin' else except cock… inches of dickmeat, baby, cockmeat goin' into your cunt, spreadin' you apart, reachin' down into you, unnerstand?"

The words burned shamefully into Janet's ears. She hated him, wished she could jab her knee into his balls, and crush them. Instead all she could do was stand there, pinned to the wall by this hideous man while he pressed his filthy cock against her and whispered all those terrible things into her ear!

"Maybe I oughtta make you suck it first. Lots of chicks turn onto that, you know suckin' dick? Take it in your mouth and move that tongue around it nice and slow while you suck real hard."

"Yeah, suck dick," Greig whispered, rubbing his long, thin cock.

"Greig over there digs it, digs watchin' chicks goin' down on him, movin' their fingers around his balls while they suck him off. Most guys dig it, you know, suckin' cock like that. You wanna do it, baby? You wanna get that dick in your mouth and go down on it, gimme good head, baby? Swing on a dick?"

Stick that thing in her mouth? Janet had heard of girls who did it. They said it wasn't so bad and it was even kind of a turn-on. And they didn't have to worry about getting knocked up if the guy popped off between their lips. Still, the thought of putting a man's cock in her mouth wasn't terribly exciting to Janet.

She tried jerking her head away from Jack. He tugged on her hair hard, making her sob out in pain. Her toes fanned out until they cramped when Jack shoved up against her, digging the head of his dick hard against her thighs. She wasn't going to scream again, wasn't going to make him angry. God only knows what he was capable of! He and the others might enjoy really hurting her, killing her and Julie even!

"Better," Jack murmured into her ear, his wet mouth slobbering over her lobes. "You're gonna be a nice girl, right? You ain't gonna give Jack and his buddies any more trouble, are you? Baby, you play right with me and we'll do good by you."

His breath stank with beer and pot. The hand around her mouth relaxed a little, the other remaining tangled in her hair, keeping her head close to the wall. For a moment Janet thought she would faint. How good that would be. She could be like her friend Julie who had passed out on the floor, completely oblivious to the horror going on around her.

"Down on the floor, baby. We're gonna fuck like a couple of dogs… a bitch and her stud, right? Man, this is gonna be freaky, real freaky!"

Janet groaned as he pulled her down, down to the floor. The next moment the blonde teen felt Jack grab her by the buttocks. He pinched her hard, making her squeal.

"Yeah, man, she's a live one, a real fighter," Jack whispered, watching Janet squirm on the floor as he kept hurting her.

"She ain't gonna be so live after the three of us get through with her," Bill said, sliding away from the unconscious Julie who was now slumbering peacefully some ten feet away.

Jack's hand started exploring all over her body. It ran excitedly over one side, feeling bits of flesh through her blouse and skirt. When his fingers ran under the hem of her skirt and tried to move between her thighs, Janet panicked once more, clamping her legs together and crying out.

"No, no, don't touch me… there. Please, I'll give you anything. I have money. Please, don't! Don't do that, don't touch me!"

Jack laughed at her mounting terror, enjoying her frantic pleas for mercy. He reached around, tearing at her blouse now, pulling at her sweat-dampened blouse until the sound of ripping material filled the room. Janet cried out, feeling the garment shredding, then pulling away from her body. He was stripping her naked, baring her tits!

"No!"

She could feel his hands sliding between her legs once more, his palms pushing hard against her soft, silky flesh. Her tits were free, flattened out against the filthy floor. Turning, Janet let out a gasp of horror. It was futile, she knew, to try and keep him from touching her there. They could easily fuck her now, flip her over like a pancake and jam their cocks into her with little trouble. But they were enjoying this playing, this toying with her, watching her twist and groan and beg them.

"No, oh no!"

Stretching out her right hand, she curled her fingers and dug frantically at the dirty, wood planks beneath her. She fought with every bit of strength, trying to keep Jack's fingers away from her cunt. But it was useless. Her straining legs finally opened from the force of his pressure.

With a grunt, Jack shifted position, rolling on top of her, his thick-muscled thighs sliding easily on top of her buttocks.

"Ummmooofff!"

His weight suddenly on her ass and back nearly crushed all the air from her.

"Stop! Oh please, no, no, not yet. I'm not… oh God, no, no!"

Her breaths came in short, shallow pants. It felt as if she were drowning as she struggled. He was laughing again, pulling at her hair, humping his dick against her ass, grabbing at her shoulders, her thin arms, his knees pressing hard against the backs of hers. Dear God, if only she could pass out!

"Man, she's hot and fine," Jack sighed. "Yeah, she's gonna be real good, a real good fuck. Yeah, gonna have a nice tight cunt. You ever fuck before, baby? You ever have a guy slide his cock into you?"

"No!" she sobbed, clenching her fingers into two fists and beating them against the floor.

"A fuckin' virgin! Ain't many of those runnin' around. I hear even the nuns over at Saint Pat's put out," Jack laughed, shoving his solid hard dick up against, her pussy.

He pulled up her dress around her waist and now he was jamming his dickhead against the nylon crotch panel of her panties, pushing the soft material into her cunt crack! Again Janet groaned, struggling against Jack, against his cunt-hungry dick.

"Leave me… alone! Please!"

More hands, more fumbling. He was reaching around her waist, tearing the buttons from her waistband, ripping her zipper open, tugging at her skin. She felt him roll to one side, felt him sliding the garment down her legs.

"Nice ass, real nice."

She felt his hot fingers through the sheer nylon, felt them pinching her buttocks, sliding up and down the panty crotch, feeling how… yes, oh God, yes, how hot she was down there! It was true, too awfully true!

Besides the true sense of horror Janet felt something else was happening down there between her legs, something she didn't want to think about, something she couldn't understand. All this horrible talk and rough handling were turning her on, making her feel so soft and mushy and wet between her white shivering thighs!

"Man, the little bitch's hot! She digs it, really digs it!" Jack whispered.

Janet moaned. She rocked her hips, feeling her cuntlips slipping and sliding against one another, feeling the velvety lining of her pussy seeping more and more hot juice that dampened the thin nylon covering her cuntal mound. Janet knew Jack felt her excitement, felt her warmth and wetness with his probing fingers. She gasped as two of his fingers pushed inward against the crotch-panel of her briefs, rubbing her cuntal mouth. Tightening her thighs, Janet felt herself pushing down and back, raising her ass up slightly as if to give that horrible animal more of her cunt to touch, to feel! No, no, it couldn't be true, it couldn't be true that she was doing that! She wasn't a whore, not like some of the girls at her school. Her mother had told her about girls like that, about how they wound up being laughed at and scorned by decent people!