Jo Dawg: Exposing His Desires

"All right, baby, Celeste said, sliding one leg between Holly's and moving upward until the pulpy mass of her cuntal lips and the hard core of her clitoris found the other girl's. "You will come with us this time, won't you, Holly?"

"Yes, yes, all right," Holly panted, clutching the cheeks of Celeste's ass and pulling the woman's body closer.

Celeste's hips began to return the hot caress of Holly's pussy. The two women joined in a thrusting, rotating agony of joy and lust.

But Celeste's mind wasn't totally on Holly. Behind her closed eyelids, she had a picture of Ginny's screaming face as Emilio broke her cherry with the fist-sized head of his cock.

It took two weeks for Cody to set it up to his own satisfaction. Emilio did the leg work, watching the girl come and go each day, and keeping track of the other members of the small, six unit apartment house where she lived.

The apartment complex was managed by a woman, Laura Fine, and her husband. The Fines had a daughter who attended high school.

From Emilio's reports, the best place was right in the girl's one room apartment, and the best time was two o'clock on a weekday afternoon.

The husband was a drunk who slept all afternoon, the daughter was in school, and Laura Fine had a part-time job three afternoons a week. On Wednesdays and Fridays the other tenants were usually out. The day was set.

Ginny was home alone, except for a drunk in the first floor manager's apartment.

Holly was afraid. She couldn't keep her knees from shaking as she held her back to the wall on one side of the door while Emilio and Cody did the same on the other side.

Directly in front of the door, Celeste waited. At a nod from Cody, she knocked.

"Who is it?"

"A friend, Ginny. I'd like to talk to you."

The door opened and held on a chain. Celeste had been afraid, too, but when she saw the girl's elfin face and full figure in the crack of the door, all fear drained from her body. It was replaced with lust and the thrill of danger.

"You!" Ginny started to slam the door. Celeste held it.

"Wait, Ginny, I have to talk to you."

"I don't want to talk to you." There was hate in the young girl's voice.

"Please. Just for a minute."

"What about?"

"Money, Ginny, money. You probably still need some and I feel sorry about what happened."

"It happened. It's over. I don't want to talk about it. Now or ever."

"Just for a minute, Ginny. Please?"

Cody smiled. Celeste could be so sweet, so motherly, and so sincere when she wanted to be. There was a pause. The girl was obviously debating. Then the door closed. There was a rattle as the chain was released and it opened again.

When the tiniest bit of light from the room came through the open crack, Cody gave Emilio a little shove in the back. Emilio rolled around Celeste, slammed his shoulder against the door, and they all burst into the room.

"Wha… what is this? What do you want?"

"We want you, my dear," Cody said.

"Get out! All of you, get out of here or I'll call the police!"

"Don't you want to make some more money, Ginny?" Celeste said, lifting her skirt to her waist. She wore no panties, and the mound of her pussy gleamed darkly between her thighs. "Wouldn't you like to eat my pussy again?"

Suddenly the girl was sobbing. "No… no! Please, get out. Get out!"

Celeste slapped her. "Stop whimpering. You're about to get, for free, what a lot of older women in this town pay for!"

"What do you want?"

"You," Emilio said, unbuckling his pants. "We want you." He dropped his pants to his ankles and kicked them off. He wore no shorts. His giant dick was already thickened and starting its elongation.

When she saw Emilio's cock and the look on the faces of the girls who flanked him, Ginny knew only too well what they planned to do.

"Oh, my God, you wouldn't!"

"The hell we wouldn't," Cody said, settling his ass into the sofa. He lit a cigar and settled back to watch. "Get with it, Emilio."

Emilio fisted his huge meat and drooled at the young girl. His eyes were wide with ravenous delight as he imagined what she looked like beneath her clothes.

Ginny tried to bolt for the door, but the two women grabbed her and held her fast.

"Take it easy, honey," Celeste hissed.

"Believe me, I've had that big savage, baby," Holly giggled, "and once you get it in you, you'll never go back to boys!"

Both girls reached behind her at the nape of her neck and stripped her blouse with one yank. Her skirt suffered the same fate.

"Oh, God, please, please!"

Emilio fisted his dick harder. She had a better body than Holly's, more compact. Her tits were only a little smaller, but he was sure her cunt would be tighter. Cody had told him she was a cherry.

Her long, youthful legs were highlighted by the chocolate color of her panty hose. Her firm, but full young tits made enticing soft humps over the thin cups of her bra. The smooth white plane of her flat young belly was unblemished as it flowed down to the hidden vee of her pussy.

Ginny saw the look in his eyes, really noticed for the first time the incredible wanton hunger that burned there.

"No, you can't… you can't do this! Please, go… this is a terrible mistake!" She reached desperately for her skirt, but Holly's hand caught her arm.

"Hurry, Emilio, hurry," Celeste cried. "Fuck her! I want to see your dick split her pussy!"

"Yeah, yeah, then her ass!" Emilio stepped forward, tearing his shirt from his body as he moved. His arms enveloped her, squeezed her against his naked body. His lips caught hers and sucked them into his mouth.

Ginny fought, but his strength was far too great. His hands were all over her at once, ramming up between her thighs, around her back, pawing greedily at the firmly clenched cheeks of her ass, roughly fondling the soft mounds of her ripe, full tits.

His fingers caught the elastic of her panty hose, and with it the top of her tiny panties. With a powerful, vicious yank, the big man pulled the two garments from her hips, over her thighs, and down her legs. She was aware that his body was already drenched with sweat, so intense was his raging passion for her young body.

"No, no, please, you can't!"

But the stockings were free of her flailing legs and with his first glimpse of the soft, sparse fluff of her pussy hair and the pink, pouting lips of her youthfully fresh, pussy, there was no stopping him.

Without unhooking it, a cruel tug pulled her last concealing garment, her lace-covered bra, from her writhing torso.

She was now totally naked.

Celeste reached between their bodies and viciously squeezed one of the girl's breasts. "Look, Holly, took! Nice titties, real nice. How'd you like to bite the nipple off that jug, huh?"

Holly was shaking and sweating with excitement. She reached her hand underneath her skirt. There was no obstruction. Neither she nor Celeste had worn panties so they wouldn't have to undress when the time came. With a grunt of pleasure, she parted her lower lips and shoved her thumb up her cunt.

Emilio pulled the girl roughly to him. He crushed the nipples of her lush young tits into his hair-covered chest. His hands went down her back, over the white mounds of her deliciously formed buttocks and probed coarsely up between her thighs.

A poking, probing fingertip suddenly squirmed its way up between the soft hair-lined lips of her cunt, shoved up to the second knuckle in the fleshy tight sheath of her cunt hole.

Ginny screamed. He had ruptured her.

Even through the haze of pain and fear, Ginny knew that he had split her hymen. She could feel a trickle of blood running down her inner thighs.

"Oh, God, why are you doing this to me?"

"For kicks, honey," Celeste hissed into her pain contorted face. "You did it for money… now we're doing it for kicks."