Roberta Vickers: Raped teenager

Humiliated, in the most embarrassing position imaginable, with her hands tied and her ass wiggling in the air, she was getting hot for the guy. She no longer wanted that finger up her ass. She wanted – needed – something more substantial.

She wanted his cock.

"Go on, damn you, go oft and get it done! Stuff it in and fuck my ass if you're going to!"

"So you want it now. Talk about blowing hot and cold!"

"Hell and damnation, shit head, she's not giving you a blow job. Just get on with it. I'm horny just watching you. And my pecker's getting cold while I'm jacking off I want it in some hot female flesh."

"Shut up," Knuckles snarled but quickly positioned himself behind the tightly puckered target of the girl's anus. With a forward shove of his hips, his glans pressed firmly against her asshole. Slow, steady pressure drove him into her guts.

She shrieked at the lightning bolts of pain burning through her body. If a railroad spike had been driven into her ass, she couldn't have felt more pain. Not only was the man long, he had one of the thickest cocks she could imagine. It spread her tender asshole until she was certain it would tear. The bleeding would surely kill her.

But her body was young and resilient. She quickly relaxed to the point where he could relax a little himself. And that tightness around him was like fucking into a surgeon's glove filled with burning-hot lava. He couldn't have found a tighter hole to fuck if he'd spent the rest of his life searching for it.

"God-fucking-damn, I don't believe this!" he gasped. "You're so fucking hot you're gonna burn it off!"

A few laughs came from the circle of men plus a couple appreciative cheers. They could hardly wait for their turn.

She felt her guts entirely filled with the man's presence. His cock was jerking and dancing around inside her, as eager as a racehorse in the starting gate. The man's cock stiffened as she moved slightly. She hadn't thought it was possible for him to get any stiffer, any longer.

She reached the point where she was enjoying the feel of his cock resting in the channel of her shit chute. The big blue vein on the top of his prick pulsed and twitched every time his heart beat an impassioned beat. And from the way his arrowheaded glans expanded, she knew it wasn't long before he'd blast out his wad and cream her guts with his jism.

A thought worked its way into the back of her mind. If she could get him off fast, he'd have to leave her alone. It didn't matter about the others. She'd worry about them when the time came. Right now, she would just try to get this guy off as quick as she could.

He'd not bother her again.

Squeezing down with her strong stomach muscles, she caressed and massaged the entire length of his buried prick. The gasp that came from his lips told her all she had to know. She was getting to him.

Buried as he was in her tightest passage, he had to be feeling the full effects of this butt fucking.

And he was. The heat blasting into his meat threatened to get him off far too soon. He enjoyed the feel of the hot flesh all around his cock. That was the idea of screwing her up the ass. He wanted this very feeling, plus the dominance over a relatively naive blonde teenager. The two gave him a big sexual thrill – the idea that she had a virgin ass was an even bigger turn-on for the man.

His hips began moving back and forth. It was hard at first slipping his prick out of that clutching interior. Her asshole was like a noose around his prick. He was held in with all the strength of her young, lithe body. But the power locked in his hips overcame anything she could do to him.

His cock pulled back until only the thick purpled tip of his fuck stick remained inside her anus. The feel of the fleshy mounds of asscheek on either side of his prick made him feel lusty, a real macho stud who could fuck with the best of them.

Having a hot chick like this wrapped around his cock did that.

He fucked back into her.

The re-entry caused both of them to shudder in reaction. He felt the very tip of his cock begin to burn as if he'd shoved it into a jar of acid. The nerves were searing with carnal delight. He pulled back, generating as much friction between her rectum and the sides of his prick as he could. This was where it was at. This was his big thrill. This was where he'd blow his wad.

The heat built up by his fucking began working its sexual magic on the girl. No longer did her asshole ache from the stretching his huge cock forced on it. She was able to relax and enjoy the feel of his mighty battering ram of prick thrusting all the way into her belly.

"Yes, oh yesssss, that's itttt!" she moaned. Wiggling her hips, she strived to pull him even deeper into her guts. There was nothing more important to her in the world than to have him greeking her with all the power locked in his body.

He slammed forward into her so hard he almost knocked her flat on the pound. His dirty jeans ground into her naked ass as he twisted and moved to corkscrew his cock even deeper up her back door. He rattled her teeth with every hard thrust. His cock was beginning to flare with need. The heat worked its way back along his length until his balls were set to boiling and lurching in their tiny prison of flesh. The jism locked up there wasn't to be denied. His cock jerked mightily and then spewed forth gallons of hot cum into her asshole.

The lightest touch of the fuming load of cum set off the girl's orgasm. It degraded her, made her feel less than human. This beast was using her and she was enjoying it!

Tears streaming down her cheeks, she let the tides of orgasm wash through her until the fierce grip relaxed. As she relaxed she realized that Knuckles' cock was no longer stuffed into her asshole. All she could feel was a thick trickle of his cum down the inside of her leg.

Looking back, she could see the firelight dancing off the river of his jism on her leg. It had a funny glowing quality to it. She knew she should have been reduced to a quivering blob of humanity but she had to admit having her ass fucked for the first time was something of a sexual thrill for her.

Admitting that to herself was as degrading as anything else ever could have been. She'd been fucked like a bitch in heat and loved it!

"Wh-what are you going to do with me? Are you going to let me go? I'm not good for anything to you now."

"Hey, no, Knuckles! I didn't have my chance at her!"

"Me, either!"

"Nor me, dammit!"

The chorus of deep voices demanding a piece of her ass both scared and amused her. She had never thought of herself as having a large following of male admirers – not that these animals were exactly admirers. But they certainly wanted her and that appealed to her vanity.

It appealed to a darker side of her, too, a side she hadn't realized existed. She actually enjoyed being degraded. For some reason she couldn't pin down, it had increased the sexual thrill of the fucking. Hands tied, put into a position only a bitch should assume, she'd been fucked.

And she loved the hell out of it.

Karen was almost afraid they would let her go.

"Get your ass outta the way, Knuckles," snarled one of the bikers hidden in a shadow. "It's my turn to have a go at her."

"You couldn't screw a knothole, prick. Now shut up."

"What's that? What'd you say? I can wipe the floor with you any time I want."

"You never want to because you're a spineless…"

He never got any farther. A loud bellow cut him short. All the gathered bikers turned and looked at Big Ed, now standing with his arms folded across his chest.

"You bastards are always making such a fucking big noise you annoy the. You know you shouldn't annoy me."

The sudden silence told Karen that no one annoyed Big Ed and got away with it for long. This was really the first chance she had to study the big man, the leader of this lawless group of renegades.