Unknown: Island of terror

"Fuck you lezzie," one of them said to me.

"Maybe you're not a lezzie after all, huh Wendy," Larry sneered.

"Maybe you really want a nice stiff cock."

"Jack. Come and help me with her," he called to one of the others. The boy on my right side moved over to him, while the third boy pulled me up to my knees, back against his chest. He twisted my arm up behind me like Larry was dong to Wendy, and his other arm went around my throat, holding me against him.

Jack, knelt in front of Wendy, and then Larry pulled her up so her knees were between his legs. He closed them tight against her head, holding her in place. Larry handed him Wendy's joined wrists and he easily held them against her neck.

She was on her knees, bent over, with her head between Jack's legs as Larry knelt behind her. He kicked her legs out sideways and pulled his pants down. His cock was huge and fiercely erect. I watched in horror as he pressed it against Wendy's cunt hole.

I struggled against the boy holding me, but could hardly move at all. I could only watch from no more than two feet away, as Larry slowly pressed his erection into Wendy's vagina. The worst part about it, I thought at the time, was that I knew Wendy was a virgin. She'd never been with a boy before.

Larry discovered that seconds later, whooping with glee. "She's a cherry guys, a fuckin' little dyke cherry."

"Pop the fucker," the guy holding me urged.

"Yeah, tear it out man," Jack grinned. Larry rammed his hips forward, once, then again, then again. The third time Wendy let out a low moan, and then a whimper of pain as his cock slammed through her hymen and drove deep into her pussy.

"Pop goes the cherrrryyyyy," Larry sang. He pulled his cock out slightly, then threw his hips forward, thrusting his prick even deeper into Wendy's pussy. He pulled back out again, and I could see the hard muscles of his belly moving beneath his skin as he started to swing his hips in and out.

His erection moved in and out of Wendy's crotch hole with a harsh, fast pumping movement, as Larry concentrated on enjoying the tightness of her depths. His hands were on her hips, gripping her tightly as he humped against her.

I couldn't see Wendy's face, because it was between Jack's legs, but I could hear little grunts and moans coming from her, and knew she must be in great pain and emotional turmoil to show any kind of weakness to them.

The guy holding me, laughed as he watched Larry riding Wendy. "You like that baby?" Larry gasped, hammering his hard sun bronzed body against her ass cheeks. "Like it better with a cock up your cunthole?"

"Give it to her Larry!" the guy behind me urged.

Then he twisted my head sideways against him and kissed me fiercely, laughing at my weak attempts to pull away.

"You want some of that baby?" he leered.

"You want it, don't you?"

His hand released my arm, and it fell with a sudden clamor of pain.

His hands went beneath my arms and then up and behind my neck, pulling my arms up and apart. He bent me backwards, pushing my chest out and up.

"Hey Jack, what do you think of these?" he shouted.

"Nice coconuts Vince. You gonna drink a little milk?" Jack laughed.

"Fucking A, man!" Jim snickered.

He threw me down on my face in the grass, and then jumped up. When I tried to get up, his foot slammed down on my back, shoving me back into the sand.

A second later he was kneeling beside me and throwing me onto my back. He was naked, having tossed off his shorts, and his erection was even harder looking than Larry's.

He threw himself on me, crushing me to the ground. His hands pushed aside mine, and his face chewed and bit it's way across my cheeks, lips, and throat, then descended to my breasts. He circled my left nipple with his tongue, then bit down hard, making me squeal in pain. He laughed uproariously, and pulled his hand up an down his cockshaft.

"Get ready baby. You're gonna get fucked by a man now," he leered.

He pushed his cockhead against the tight opening to my box and jammed it inside. Thankfully, my pussy hadn't had time to dry off yet. It was still lubricated, and didn't hurt too much as his meaty tool thrust down into my cunt.

It moved balls deep, on the first, furious thrust, and he lay flat upon me for long seconds luxuriating in the tightness and heat of my belly. His body was hard like a rock, the muscles pushing against me with bruising weight.

His hands moved all over me, like wild animals. They rasped harshly across my skin, squeezing and pinching me all over.

His greatest attention was paid to my breasts, which he continually pinched, squeezed, kneaded, fondled and otherwise abused. He seemed in love with my breasts. I knew I was going to have bruises there from such harsh treatment.

I punched at him, biting back my tears as I cursed and swore. I dug my nails into his chest and he slammed the back of his hand against my mouth, knocking my head to one side and bringing stars to my eyes. He grabbed both my wrists and held them together above my head with one of his back hands.

He dragged his prick up the length of my fuck tunnel and then plunged it down again, burying the head deep inside me. Then he started to move his hips up and down, fucking his tool into me with a great deal of enjoyment and gusto.

"Like it dyke?" he taunted, squeezing my right breasts tight and twisting it around brutally. I cried out in pain and he twisted it the other way, seemingly enjoying my torment. He was fucking his rod into me with tremendous power, the slick, hard pole moving up and down and up and down in my slit like a machine piston.

His hard hips were slamming against the inside of my thighs with jarring force, shoving my ass back into the sand, jerking my body upward.

His lips sought mine. I tried to turn my face but he grabbed my hair and twisted it sharply, forcing me against him. His tongue slammed in between my lips, raping my mouth. He bit me, then pulled his mouth away to laugh down at me nastily.

He let go of my wrists and slid his hands under my thighs, scooping up my lower body and shoving my legs back against my chest. His hands slid down to my ankles and pushed them way back, forcing my lower body off the ground and putting all my weight on my shoulders.

He plunge his cock into my gaping fuckhole, his eyes a mask of exultant triumph, of conquest. I heard a scream from Wendy and jerked my head to the side, temporarily distracted from my own fate.

Larry had finished with her. The other boy, Jack had thrown her down on the sand on her belly. He was on top of her, not moving much. His groin was pressed against her ass cheeks and his hands were in her hair, shoving her face into the sand as Larry stood next to them and giggled.

Then he pulled his hips up and I noticed his long, vertical cock sliding upward from her body. I thought the angle was a little strange at first, and then I suddenly realized that he was fucking her in the asshole!

I'd heard of that, of course. I'd thought the idea gross and disgusting. Now I watched in a strange mixture of horror and excitement as Jack stuffed his long, wide cock down into my friend's anus. Her legs were pulled wide as he lay between them. One of his hands was beneath her, moving around under her groin.

I couldn't tear my eyes away at first, even though Vince was still slamming his long fuck tool in and out of me with tremendous driving thrusts. My mind was transfixed by the lurid, and obscene vision. My moist pussy was, I belatedly realized, starting to heat up again, and I fought it down in disgust appalled that I could find the sight of my best friend being forcibly sodomized erotic.

He wasn't being gentle about it either. He was hammering his prick down into her rectum with maniacal speed, really reaming out her bottom as Wendy sobbed and shook beneath him.