Paul Gable: Gang raped virgin

But Janet couldn't hide her feelings. Jack was exciting her, making her feel so warm, wet and squirmy down there with all his damned fingering!

"Uhhhh… nooooooo!"

How she wished he could stop. Again and again she begged him to ease up, to take his fingers out, to let her go.

The other two crowded around, watching breathlessly as their buddy began his long, slow fucking spree with Janet. She could smell their crotches, and once more she thought of what Jack had said about sucking dick. Would they make her do it, take their cocks in her mouth and suck while he fucked the shit out of her? The thought knifed through her mind as she felt Jack's, fingers curl around the elastic waistband of her panties then pull down.

"Can't fuck through this!"

She felt the rub of the wet material over her thighs, over her knees, then slip off her ankles.

"No! Oh no!"

Jack was back on top of her, covering Janet with his hard, hot, muscular body.

"Poor little girl. You don't look so comfortable. Too bad. You're gonna feel good, though, when I finally stick my dick into you."

"Help!" Janet screamed.

Jack growled, hitting her across the back of her head.

"You scream again and I'll punch the shit outta you 'til your fuckin' ribs break," he snarled.

Janet knew he meant it. She blinked away the stars that had exploded in front of her eyes.

"Jesus, look at that cunt. It's a shame no one's touched it 'til now," Bill commented in a hoarse whisper.

"Ain't gonna be for much longer."

Janet knew this was the moment of truth. Realizing what was about to happen, she struggled wildly. She opened her mouth again, letting out a wild shout. Jack swore at her, then clamped his dirty palm over her lips, pressing them against her teeth.

"No, no, please," she gasped when his hand slipped off her mouth.

"Please, what, fuck you?" Jack snarled. "Oh no, no!" Janet twisted her head around. She saw Julie still slumped to the floor, one hand now over her face, sleeping peacefully in her drugged stupor. How she wanted to kick her friend!

"Fuck, baby, really fuck it out."

Jack reached down and squeezed Janet's rounded assglobes, digging his fingertips hard into her resilient flesh. He kept telling her about how he was going to fuck her – real hard at first, then easing up, only to fuck her like an animal at the end. Then he moved his fingers down, until they were pressing against her furry cuntal mound. He tugged at some of the short curly hairs, making her squeal with pain and terror. She felt sick with disgust, knowing that this horrible excuse for, a man was about to sink his dick into her pussy.

She felt Jack's hand coursing over her naked outer thighs. He was playing games with her, teasing her crawling flesh, painfully kneading the white skin into tight little balls, pinching them in his fingers. He pinched her inner thighs until she cried out again. He loved doing this, hurting her, degrading her, calling her all sorts of names while jamming his dick up and down over her butt. She whimpered in horror and anguish.

"Keep it up, baby, keep it up. Ask me not to do it. Man, that turns me on, really turns me on!" he groaned.

She felt him rubbing her asscheeks, spreading the cheeks apart, rubbing his filthy nails into her wet hot ass crack. She groaned, rubbing her pussy against the floor, trying to move her ass away from the stud's probing hands.

"Stop this!" she shouted.

"Bill, get over here and shut her up!"

Janet struggled more violently than before, twisting her body half around, propping up on one elbow while jerking her head to one side peering through the blonde hairs curtaining her face, she saw Bill kneeling next to her, his long skinny dick wagging in front of her face. Shrinking back, Janet let out a choked cry of horror.

"No, no!"

Bill grabbed her hair, jerking her head up from the floor and shoving it against his lap. He was rubbing her nose against his hairy crotch, his breath coming in wheezy gasps. How awful, how disgusting! His wiry cock hairs brushed against her nostrils!

"No! Ughhhhh!"

The smell, that awful sour smell coming from his crotch did something to her, made her cuntal muscles cramp, her pussy walls buckle from sexual heat and tension. She shouldn't be feeling things like this, but Janet couldn't help herself. It was as if all the training she had received from her mother, from her church, from her school had melted away in a few moments, replaced by this horrible dark force creeping over her mind like a fog.

"Yeah, baby, yeah…" Bill sighed. He was forcing her face harder against his crotch. Janet felt her nose flattening against his groin. He was forcing her to inhale the stench coming from his crotch. She felt his blood-filled cock rubbing against her lips. Janet tried twisting away again, away from the fat thing sliding back and forth over her closed mouth. But Bill was holding her head, tugging at her hair, making her groan through her clenched teeth in pain. Her knees pressed hard against the floor. Both men were trying to rape her – one in the cunt, the other in the mouth!

Bill, shoved her face harder against his crotch. At the same time Jack was sliding his dick back and forth, forcing it down into her sweaty butt crack while pinching her thighs and asscheeks.

"Gonna fuck her now," Jack whispered.

He reached between her thighs with one thumb, digging his fingers into her asscheeks. Slowly the young stud was shaving his thumb into her tight little cunt.

"Nice and wet, man. You ain't gonna have too much trouble takin' my cock. The way you're juicin', man, it's like you been wantin' something like this to happen for a long time."

No, no, he was lying, trying to make her feel cheaper, more skittish than she already felt. Again Bill jabbed his cockhead against her lips, swearing through his teeth, jerking up at her hair in an attempt to get her to open her mouth.

The thumb slipped deeper and deeper into her crack. Once Janet tried opening her mouth to cry out, then she felt Bill's dick almost slip in. But overriding all, her feelings was, that thumb, that awful thumb now shoved against her cherry. Now Janet felt pain, the pain, of that thin little membrane puckering in, threatening to tear with the slightest increase of pressure.

Janet stiffened arching her back, her body shivering as if someone had touched it with a live electric wire. The pain increased. It was pure agony. Only the pressure of Bill's prick against her lips kept her from screaming out. And then it happened! Something tore, ripped free from her pussy. Janet could feel it giving way under the pressure of Jack's thumb. Her eyes wide, the girl screamed, her face blanching white as her legs kicked out.

"Yeah!"

Bill groaned, hunching down and forward. The head of his cock slipped between her lips, sliding down toward the back of her throat. Janet gagged, sour bile rising from her belly. He had done it, had actually shoved his dick into her mouth! With a sob, she jerked her head away, spitting that filthy thing from her mouth.

"Hey, look at this," Jack said, holding up one thumb. "She was a virgin after all. She's bleedin' down there. Well, fuck, the blood'll only make things nice and smooth in there when I fuck her."

"Come on, baby, what's the difference any more? Come on and suck my dick," Bill growled, tugging at her hair once more and trying to slip his cock into her mouth.

"And let me tell you," Jack went on, "she's got one hell of a tight cunt… for now. When I get through with her, though, it's gonna be a little wider."

Janet shivered, terrified that this was only the beginning of a nightmare.

Janet's body jerked involuntarily again, convulsing, as she tried wildly to wrench herself away from Jack's thumb. That awful thumb! It made her sick to know she'd lost her cherry to a thumb, to a hand belonging to a complete stranger. All her dreams were shattered in an instant, that moment Jack's filthy thumbnail tore through her cherry, tearing with it her hopes for a bright happy future.