Paul Gable: Trained, chained cousins

Again Abbey groaned with horror and fear. "Please, please don't do this to me!" she begged as the hand slipped from her mouth.

Al ignored her cries, moving both hands around her hipbones now and tugging upward. Abbey let out a soft cry, feeling her hot pussy leaving the safety of the ground. Someone was laughing softly behind her as her tits became visible for all the boys to see. She felt Al's hands snaking around, the fingers rubbing up against her full bush of cunthairs. He moaned softly into her right ear again, hunching his prick up between her asscheeks.

Abbey felt his balls pillowing out against the bottom swell of her asscheeks while his cockhead rubbed against her asscrack. The girl was nearly hysterical with fear. She knew he was going to fuck her and fuck her hard. He was touching her cuntlips, spreading them open, dipping his fingers into her pussy and moaning about how hot she was.

"Oh, yeahhhh, baby, you keep tellin' me you don't want it. But, man, oh man, you can't keep your fuckin' ass from movin’.”

"Yeah, she's sure wrigglin' around every time you put your hand down there.”

"She can't stop it, man. She's one of them broads who digs men… all kinds.”

"No!”

Abbey's mind snapped back to reality when she felt Al's hands rubbing over her naked thighs. He was playing games with her, teasing her flesh, kneading the skin into tight little balls until she screamed again with pain.

Paul was also tearing at her hair now, slapping her lightly across the face while rubbing his cock with one hand. Once he smeared his fingers with pre-cum, bringing the digits down to her lips and sticking them into her mouth. Abbey licked at the fingertips instinctively, tasting something terribly bleachy and salty. At once she spit out the vile stuff and screamed at him, making all the others laugh.

"Uhhhhhh!”

Al was squeezing her asscheeks now, spreading the full, fleshy globes apart. Abbey felt the skin in her hot sweaty asscrack separating. He was going in doggy style, fucking her from the back. There was the sound of movement and Paul scooted around. He had squeezed down beside her face a little closer, jerking her head up from the ground by pulling her hair and resting it in his lips. He shoved her nose against his crotch, letting out a small cry of delight when her lips touched his balls.

"Come on, Paul. Come on and make 'er suck some cock!" the others screamed.

Al moved back, giving his buddy some room to maneuver. Abbey realized Paul was going to make her take his… his cock in her mouth! She tried pulling back, but again the pain in her scalp kept her in place. Her nose flattened against his hairy groin and then she felt that hot, blood-filled cock rubbing up against her right cheek. His balls were pressed against her chin and there was that same awful smell!

"No, don't… oh God, God in heaven, don't do this thing to me!”

Tears blurred her vision as she felt the head of his cock rubbing up against her lips. She tried jerking her face from it. But Paul clamped his hand against the back of her skull, shoving her face even harder into his groin. At the same time he squeezed her tits roughly, pinching her nipples until Abbey shrieked.

A car drove down the road, raising a tunnel of dust behind its wheels. The boys froze for an instant, waiting until the sound of the engine died away.

"I'm gonna fuck 'er now. Man, she's ripe and ready for it no matter what the hell she says," Al announced, his voice low and throaty.

Abbey felt him reaching down between her thighs with his thumb. He dug his fingers into her asscheeks for a better sense of leverage and slowly, maddeningly, he began forcing one finger into her tight, moist cunt. It went in easily at first, peeling her labes back while his knuckles brushed up against her clit. Abbey jerked her legs out once more, keeping her mouth shut up against that cock that rubbed up against her nose.

Al was fucking her, moving his finger in and out. He rubbed his fingertip along the rubbery rim of her outer labes, painting them with the juice now flowing from her hairy fuckhole. He kept telling her how hot she was, about how her outer cuntal muscles were shivering and cinching down on his finger whenever he fucked her with it. To her shame, Abbey knew it was true. She couldn't control her body, she just couldn't. The girl didn't understand the forces she knew little of were taking control of her body.

"Uhhhhh… ”

He was touching something, something deep inside her now. Abbey's body jerked involuntarily once again. Her cherry! Oh yes, yes, he was pushing his fingertip up against her cherry! Her mother had told her about that, about the tiny membrane that was meant to be broken only by a husband. Now Al was going to knock her from innocence into adulthood whether she wanted it or not.

"Nooooo!”

It hurt her terribly! Abbey wrinkled up her face, taking in short, throaty gasps through her pursed lips. How her nostrils burned from the air she sucked in while Al kept pushing and shoving his finger in her pussy. And then the girl felt a shock of pain, the likes of which she had never felt before! It made her cry out, her legs snapping together, then flying apart. Al shoved his finger into her cunt deeper.

"Man, man, somethin' else," he groaned.

"Ohhhhh!”

When Abbey could no longer take the pain, she had opened her mouth to scream. Paul took advantage and shoved his prick in all the way, holding her skull firmly in both hands. Abbey at first didn't realize what the young farmboy had done. Her mind was still burning with the pain caused by Al's finger. Then suddenly she realized that Paul's fat cock was in her mouth all the way! His balls were pillowed out against her chin while his cockhairs tickled the insides of her nostrils. He was moving his groin back and forth, fucking her mouth, making Abbey choke and gag as she tried to pull her head away.

"You try somethin* like bitin' down and I'm gonna knock your brains out," Paul said.

Abbey took the warning, sobbing quietly while the big boy fucked her mouth. He had his head tilted back, his mouth half-opened with delight while a smile crossed his thin lips.

"That good, Paul? She feel good suckin' you off?" Al asked.

"Oh man, man, better than that fuckin' Ginger Hennessey down the road," he muttered.

Abbey's body jerked and convulsed in a maddening attempt to wrench itself from the thumb probing around in her cunt and that horrible prick fucking her throat. Her flat belly ground against the dirt as she tried to get away from that obscenely slick finger.

"Man, she was virgin all right," Al said, wiping his finger against her thigh, then sticking it back in.

He fought to keep his thumb and finger inserted in the writhing ring of her narrow pussy. The walls of her cunt, unused to this invasion, tried closing down against the invader.

"Gotta pull out or I'm gonna shoot down her throat right now!”

Paul slipped his prick from Abbey's lips, smearing her face with the tip of his cockrod and laughing at her distress. The girl coughed and spat, wishing she could shoot all of them. Yes, take a gun and shoot all of them right now for having torn away her cherry!

"Uhhhhhh!”

"Now you shut up," Al whispered in her ear again. "You shut up or I'll have someone else stick a cock in your mouth. Relax and you'll have one hell of a hot time!”

To emphasize what he was about to do Al pulled her asscheeks apart once again, both his thumb smoothing over the inner labes of her dripping cunt. The movement of his digits made her overheated pussy suck in raw air.

“No more… oh God in heaven, please, please, don't do anything more to me!" she cried.

The chilling air of the countryside raised the brown hair from her naked shoulders. But Abbey hardly felt the dropping temperatures now. Her mind reeled with fear and shame.