Frederick Laughton - Bookstore for boys

"Oh my God! No, it can't be true," she whispered brokenly.

Even Jennifer had never seen anything like this. Tony's cock was breathtakingly large, hanging still limp and dangling against his thigh, surrounded by a thick bush of curling red hair. It was too big. No woman could ever take that inside her vagina, and with conscious effort Jennifer forced herself to look away as she desperately tried to get her panic in check.

"One of us other guys'll fuck you first to loosen it up before Tony starts," Fred said soothingly, sensing Jennifer's trepidation.

"Oh no, please," the blonde begged as the naked boys moved back to her, their hands grasping her shoulders and pushing her down onto the bed.

"She's a little nervous," Tony remarked. "Somebody better eat her pussy first and see if we can get her to relax a little bit."

Skip took a deep breath. "I'll do it. That's something I still haven't tried."

"Good boy," said Tony with genuine admiration in his voice.

Jennifer was lost in a shocked state of drunken numbness as she reclined down on her back and watched the young boy she'd so recently initiated into the arts of loving climb up between her already lewdly parted thighs. For a moment their eyes met and she hardly even recognized this wild little animal of a male as the innocent kid who'd come to the bookstore with the money from his piggy bank. Oh my God, she thought. He was really mad. Mad at the fact that she'd refused to let him continue his afternoon visits to the store, and he genuinely did believe that she was raising no objection to the cruel rape to which the three of them were about to subject her. That had only further pricked his ego, and she knew instinctively now that he was going to wreak a vengeance on her the likes of which she had never known. She was about to have her pussy eaten – eaten alive.

The fearful blonde shuddered and clenched her eyes shut against the sensation of Skip's hands dancing with surprising lightness over the sensitive surfaces of her exposed inner thighs. A slight uncontrollable tremor of excitement rippled through her flesh at his gentle touch, and she was torn between passion and shame and utter mortification as she watched his tongue slowly circle his lips in anticipation of the cruel lashing it was about to inflict on her helpless pussy.

Savoring her discomfort, Skip began a slow tortured outward movement with his hands, drawing her rosy cuntal lips slowly apart until the moist, gently pulsing slit of her vagina was exposed to the excited gaze of the other two eagerly watching teenagers. Then with a low animal-like groan of lust, the small dark-haired youngster dropped his head and buried the full length of his searching tongue up into the slippery depths of Jennifer's widespread cunt.

The beautiful bookstore owner's whole voluptuous body jerked suddenly and a low groan escaped her lips. Shocks of unwelcome pleasure began to purl through her belly and she lifted her head up from the bed to stare down in undisguised dismay at the sight of the young boy's head wedged between her open thighs. My God, why was she letting them do this to her? she asked herself. The answer, of course, was that she was being raped against her will. Wasn't she?

"You can't, Skip. Please don't do it to me, please don't do it," she chanted over and over again as her head fell back onto the softness of the bed. She couldn't let herself be conquered by the tantalizing tongue that was plundering without mercy in and out of the involuntarily dilating depths of her cunt. Yet even against her will she could feel the traitorous excitement building in her body until it felt like her nerve-ends were exploding in tiny bursts of flaming desire.

The captive woman was finding it less and less easy to remember that she was being raped, being forced into cooperating with an obscene sexual orgy being perpetrated by the trio of lust-driven teenage boys. Her straining muscles began to relax into a soft receptiveness as she felt Skip's hot young moistly sucking even more eagerly on her naked pussy. She could feel him drawing the tingling folds of her vagina deep into the thrilling warm cavern of his mouth and a long low sigh escaped from her throat to signal the beginnings of willing submission to the unwanted oral assault.

Smiling in lewd self-satisfaction, Skip pressed his face lower, pushing his open mouth against the desire-swollen wetness of Jennifer's defenseless cunt. He began to nibble gently at the quivering bud of her clitoris, and at this even more devastating sensation the spread-eagled woman's hips began a writhing of their own and soft mewling animal sounds leaked sensuously from between her tightly clenched teeth.

Her gasps of pleased surprise echoed through the little room, causing the other two boys to glance at each other with knowing looks before they crowded in closer for an ever better look at the lewd tongue-fucking that was being inflicted on the woman's pinkly palpitating pussy. She had jerked forward with the first hot teasing contact in an instinctive spasm of delight, screwing her buttocks hard up against Skip's grinning face, and now her vaginal passage began automatically to expand and contract, clenching tightly as the slavering tongue continued to burrow deep inside her. Her breath exploded into the air in quick small gasps as he curled and flicked the darting tip all along the trembling hair-lined slit of her cunt, his nose rutting her clitoris to prompt a repeated involuntary arching of her nakedly churning ass-cheeks up from the bed.

Skip basked in his own personal triumph and the admiration of his two classmates as he worked hungrily over the twenty-four year old blonde on the bed, his tongue assiduously thrusting in and out of her flowering cunt, plunging again and again to make a wet sluicing noise with each limber penetration. His face dove deeper into the warm moist crevice between her thighs, and his lips sucked and teased hungrily at her clitoris, tantalizing her with the sharp tips of his teeth while she writhed and churned her upthrust buttocks in a lewd dance of aroused desire and want. At last, he chuckled obscenely right between her thighs as he felt Jennifer's hands move down to begin to claw desperately at his hair to pull his face even tighter against her loins.

All her inhibitions were lost and the lust-demented woman groaned in shameless desire, grasping her young lover's head tighter with both her hands and pressing his mouth directly over the tight little hole of her impassioned vagina. Her cunt flowered open wider and wider as her moistness increased with each additional second that his sucking mouth worked at her wide-split crevice. The fragrant wetness of her impassioned flesh began to course in narrow trickles down the sides of the boy's sweating cheeks, causing them to shine in the soft light.

"Jesus," Fred gasped. "Look at her go. Skip was right. She's really a wildcat."

"Give her hell, Skipper," Tony echoed in encouragement to his friend.

Jennifer barely heard the boys' obscene comments, but their general admiration of the job he was doing seemed only to incite Skip to greater efforts. His tongue licked even more gluttonously at her flame-seared pussy and her up-drawn legs spasmodically opened and closed around his laboring face. The wild abandoned tempo of her grinding loins made it clear to the only recently initiated youngster that she was almost ready to cum, and his own small stiff penis was throbbing with anticipation as he worked his mouth and tongue furiously over her pulsating cunt-slit, keeping always in mind the fact that very soon he would quit eating her and actually drive his cock deep up into the maddening softness of her wetly craving pussy.

Then suddenly Skip felt he could wait no longer. He was so excited that if he didn't fuck her pretty quick he was going to cum all over the bed, and with a sudden groan he withdrew his glistening face from her loins and drew himself up in a kneeling position of her nakedly spread-eagled body.