Robert Vickers - Chained cheerleader

"Since the bitch won't take you, you can fuck her with this."

The shaft in Debbie's hand was a dildo; she felt Bradford's hand moving across hers, guiding her downward over the smooth curve of Sherry's ass.

"I won't!"

"You will," said Bradford, "or you're both dead right here and now."

A ripping noise came and Sherry tensed. Bradford had cut through the crotch of her jeans with a knife. The girl arched her back and tried to avoid the sharp pointed blade probing toward her snatch.

"Shove that fucking dildo in and get to using it!" A humming noise came and Sherry moaned louder as Debbie did as she was told. Frightened of dying now, she wanted only to please Bradford. If it required her to fuck her friend with the vibrating dildo, she would do it and gladly. Anything was okay with her, as long as Bradford left her alone.

But Bradford didn't leave her alone. He had never intended to. The man walked around behind the girl, his hands resting on her naked butt. He stroked the tortured, well fucked flesh and hummed to himself. She cringed, gooseflesh popping up over her once smooth ass. She hated his touch as much as if he had dripped slime.

Keep fucking Sherry with that vibrator. It's not as good as my prick, of course, but that's her loss. Debbie felt some of the circulation returning to her hands and it hurt terribly. Needles of sensation danced along her wrists and arms, and she almost dropped the vibrator. She clung desperately to it because it helped return the feeling to her hands. No matter that she was raping her friend. After all, she had put up with much worse this evening.

Deep down inside, Debbie almost enjoyed this. She was feeling Sherry's tits growing with lust under the thin tee shirt she wore. Their tits pressed firmly into one another's and she was beginning to feel just a little sexy again. And naughty, like the time the two of them had eaten each other out. That hadn't seemed the least bit perverted at the time. Neither did this. Not now not after all that had happened to Debbie last night.

"You do that good, cunt. Maybe you've had practice."

She tried to shut Bradford's voice out entirely, but the man's lewd foundlings of her ass made it difficult. When he gripped the dual mountains of her asscheeks and pulled them apart, she moaned louder, pain shooting all the way up into her pussy. It hadn't been that long since the man had fucked her up the ass, and she was still sore. The whipped flesh of her buttocks quivered under his obscene probing.

She cried out when his finger jabbed directly into the puckered ring of her asshole.

"What's wrong, bitch? Don't like it? Don't like it when a real man wants to fuck you up the shit chute? Maybe you'd rather I used the dildo all the way up your ass. I will if you don't fuck your friend faster!"

"Sherry, I…"

"Its okay, Debbie. I know what's going down here. Do it. Ummmm, oh, sweet Jesus, it's so damned big in me!"

Debbie continued to shove and pull the dildo in and out of her friend's pussy. She felt a thick flow of fuck juice drenching her hand. The other girl was getting turned on. Debbie wished she were getting hot, too. That would make what was going to happen to her a little easier to take.

She sobbed when Bradford moved his finger along her pussy lips, he stroked back and forth, promising tenderness but delivering only brutality. Debbie grunted as Bradford threw himself fully on top of her. She felt her tits crush down on Sherry's, and then there wasn't any space between their bodies at all. Bradford had made a sex sandwich out of them, Debbie caught in the center.

She couldn't fight Sherry with the dildo, not with Bradford's weight pinning her hands firmly under the raven haired girl's body. But the man wasn't in any condition to notice. His prick sailed back and forth in the juicy cradle of her cunt.

The thrill of sex passed through her body for an instant. She could forget all that he had done to her; it vanished as nothing but ecstasy filled her. He touched all the right nerve endings. The nearness of a cock was like a breath of cool air on a muggy day. And then he perverted this as he had done everything else.

He moved back and bludgeoned her already tender asshole with the tip of his prick. He didn't try to ease forward gradually, coaxing the puckered ring of anus to relax. That would be too gentle. He rammed hard, his entire body carrying his prick into the girl's butt.

"Aieeee!"

Even Sherry, pinned underneath her, gasping at the force of the impact. Debbie almost blacked out as the cock raced all the way up her ass. The emptiness of her rectum had almost been a comfort after all the butt fucking that had gone on earlier. Now the man's big, swollen prick reamed out her ass again. She cried bitterly at the pain. Most of all, she cried in humiliation.

No matter what the man did, he managed to abuse her and make her feel like shit. She could only passively take his cock all the way up her tightest passage. The hot drill of his cock scared delicate tissues as he speared deeper and deeper into her body.

"Can't breathe," protested Sherry. "Hurry, damn you, hurry and get off so I can get some air into my lungs!"

Debbie shook her head and tried to clear her brain of the cobwebs that were forming. She was on the verge of passing out again. The pain of the butt fucking was almost more than she could boar. Then an idea came to her. If she could change this from brutal anal rape to something more to her liking, she wouldn't feel quite so used. She lifted her head and peered into Sherry's startling blue eyes. Her own sea-green ones sparkled with the hint of an idea. She licked her lips, even as Bradford continued to corn hole her. Then she bent forward and kissed Sherry full on the lips.

For a moment, the girl underneath her tensed. She soon melted and returned the kiss with great favor. Their tongues dueled, dancing in and out of each other's mouths until they panted with lust. Debbie felt some of the agony passing from her body. This was turning her on. She wanted more of Sherry's sweet mouth.

Insistently, she pressed her tongue against the other girl's closed lips. When those ruby lips parted slightly, she shoved her tongue fully into Sherry's mouth. The dark haired cheerleader began sucking on her tongue. Her pearly teeth nipped and teased while the very tip of that rough, pink tongue flicked all over the tip of Debbie's trapped tongue.

She felt urgings deep inside her beginning to grow. Getting off on fucking was a psychological thing, at least part of it was. She was thinking sexy thoughts, good thoughts. Her pussy began to drool obscenely. She encouraged it, almost wishing the man would start fucking her cunt. She needed that! But he continued thrusting hard and fast up her tailpipe. Her asshole burned and the electric thrill she felt mounting inside her took longer to reach the point at which she would get off.

But when the blonde cheerleader came, he came with the full impact of a ton of bricks falling down a well.

She arched her back and shoved her ass into the curve of the man's crotch. She had to get more of his fuck stick into her body. She simply had to!

Hot cock burned along her delicate bowels. She shuddered and began fucking backwards to get even more of that mighty, swollen prick into her guts. The way it quivered and danced and throbbed told her of his virility. She needed that to get off even more.

When she came again, the top of her head blasted off. She couldn't control her body. She almost succeeded in tossing. Bradford off with the mighty convulsions of her tender young body.

"Shit, baby, you're hornier than I thought. Great what a man's cock will do for a real sex crazed bitch isn't it?" he grunted.

He picked up the tempo of the fucking until she was positive he would burn himself to a charred nubbin in her body. Then came the swift flood of his jism the surge got her off again, and then nothing but flaccid cock remained.