Joan Kelly - Rape me!

Janey's movements became more frenzied, more hurried. She tossed her ass up and down when Farley held his rod deep and when he pulled almost out of her hole, she wiggled downwards on the mattress as if she couldn't stand to have him teasing her with just the tip. When Farley's cock was back out of her cunt like that, I could see her hot pussy juice shining along his veined shaft. I could tell how deep his cock was going because the slickness, the glossiness ended two inches from his balls. Those balls! They looked bigger than Phil's, heavier. Farley's sac bulged with them and when he humped his hips forward, they swung like potent bombs of seed.

He was fucking her fast now, his hands against the outward swell of her hips. Janey's eyes were clamped shut and there was an odd look of pain on her lips though I knew she wasn't hurting. She was making too many sounds of pleasure to be huffing.

"Oh, Farley! Yes! Faster, honey! Fuck me faster! I'm coming! I'm coommiinngg!"

"Baby!" he growled. "Baby doll!"

A hot trickle leaked down my leg. I was so excited from watching Janey get fucked that I'd peed a little as I rubbed my burning nubbin to a frothy peak of excitement. The sensations had crept up on me, I hadn't been aware of what was happening to my body. But now I could hardly make myself stop. My feet were planted apart, my cunt stretched partly open as I drove my fingers wildly into the sucking petals. My clit ached for release. And inside the room, I heard Janey cry out as she came.

Her heels dug at the back of Farley's strong thighs. She clawed at his back and I saw streaks appear in the dim light that was reflected off the white-washed wall.

"Fuck me, honey! Fuck me to death!" As the throes smashed through her slender body, she drove her legs straight down and hooked them like makes over the backs of Farley's muscled calves.

Her back arched and humped and the breath whistled from her mouth. Farley's mouth was buried in her neck and I could see his spit shining on her breastbone, her tits, her shoulders. Farley moaned.

"It's getting good for me, too."

"Not inside! Don't come inside my cunt!" She grasped his shoulders, tried to push him up from her.

"I… can't help it!"

"Noooo! Please, Farley, you know what'll happen, honey!"

The sound of his cock sucking free of her cunt made my breath catch in my throat. He weaved there above her on his knees, panting. Janey grasped the slick-drenched skin of his prickshaft and pumped it. She was about to pump it for the second time then a jolt of heavy cream spilled from the tiny slit and bathed her tits. Farley almost buckled, almost fell. Janey was jacking his cock frantically now and the thick glops of jizz rolled out in wave after wave, dribbling down her wrists, hanging in stringy drops from her elbows.

"You gotta remember to put on a rubber next time, honey," Janey cooed, working the hot curds out of his balls until at last the long shaft sagged in her hands and no more seed was left for him to shoot.

I slumped back against the wall, breathing hard. They might hear me now that their fuck was through. I'd be embarrassed to death if Janey knew, and I didn't want her to know about me, either, about Phil and his knife. The way he'd tried to make me suck his cock.

I buried my face in my hands. I couldn't stay here any longer now. I had to get back to the car, or hide from Phil. My cunt was throbbing for more finger-fucking but I stopped, dragged my juice-slick fingers across my jersey. I was a mess. My hair had dried strings of cum in it, my panties were ruined and when I'd squirted pee, my sandals had gotten wet. I felt miserable, like I wanted to get back to my parents' trailer and never poke my bead but again. But I had to spend the night with Janey. Mom had approved. It was set and it would look funny for me to do anything else, especially since we'd run off from our original dates.

I got back down the hallway as quietly as I could. The big room was no more familiar to me now than it had been before, but I passed through it and out a door that led down outside stone stairs. I saw the hood ornament of Farley's car reflecting moonlight and hurried on down. Phil was asleep in the back seat when I came up to peek in. I went back and sat on the stone steps and waited. In a half-hour or so, Farley and Janey came down from the old house. Farley had his arm around her and they were talking and laughing.

"Phil pass out on you, did he?" Farley seemed amused.

"That's okay," I blurted, trying to cover up the mess I was in. "We didn't get along all that well…" Janey's eyes flashed my way. There was a little dried cum in her hair, too.

"You didn't wear him out, did you?" Her smile was sly, teasing. I shook my head, glad they couldn't tell I was blushing. Farley started up the car and we got in. I sat against the door in the back seat, thankful that Phil didn't seem to be coming around. As we headed far Janey's place, I held the flap of my ruined panties up against my swollen cunt until my hand got tired and I just let the darn thing flap.

"Well, why didn't you tell me you were a virgin?" Janey got up from her bed, paced the room. "I mean, I wouldn't have stuck you with Phil anyway. He can really be an animal and I just figured you knew how to handle guys."

"It's okay. Nothing that awful happened, I guess." I was idly flipping through a movie magazine I'd found on Janey's desk. Janey was walking around naked and it made me uncomfortable to look at her. I hadn't taken off any of my clothes. The rest of the house was quiet. My watch said eleven.

"He tried, though, didn't he?" Janey's eyes were bright with curiosity.

"Oh, sure he tried." I wasn't about to tell her any details. I wasn't going to let her know either that I'd watched Farley… My shoulders trembled with the thought of his cock opening Janey's cunt like a helpless, soft creature and then fucking her to ecstasy.

"Well, the next time I'll watch out for you." She sat next to me, laid a hand on my shoulder. "You never done it, huh?" There was obvious disbelief in her eyes.

"Well, everybody in the world doesn't go around fucking!" I was ashamed of the way my words had come out, looked down at the magazine again and then flung it aside.

"It's okay." Janey hugged my shoulders. "I was funny about sex until I got my first lay." Her eyes looked dreamy. "It was Farley. Guess you can just about figure that, right?" As though I wasn't even in the room, Janey rubbed a hand over her boobs, sighed. "And he got me good tonight, too… Oh, did he ever!"

Something inside me wanted to ask her things, ask her how it felt when his cock slid deep inside her cunt. I stood and straightened my skirt instead. The ripped-out crotch of my panties irritated me. I never wanted to see Phil again as long as I lived.

"I think I want to go home."

"But you're spending the night."

"I don't feel like it, that's all. I just want to be in my bed tonight and…"

Janey looked irked at me. "But it's after eleven. You can't…"

"Just three blocks to my place." I tried to remember what street the trailer court was on. "Isn't it?"

"Four blocks." Janey took my hand. "Look, my mom will think I hurt your feelings or something."

I turned towards the door. "Just tell her I felt sick. Tell her anything you want." I did feel a little sick. I felt like crying, too, felt all mixed up inside.

"I'll try and come over tomorrow," Janey said. Her expression was apologetic. She hugged me, and again I was painfully aware of her nakedness. She seemed so unashamed of her body. I watched her slip a hand down to the curls of her cunt. They were blonde, those curls and barely covered the redness of her pussylips. Farley had rubbed them red with his big cock.

"Night, Janey." I managed a thin smile. There was probably no reason for me to be angry with her, but I was.