J. Watson: Gang-raped sisters

"Open up, sweets," a boy said. "Open up and take me in. And don't you bite! Bite and I'll break your head!"

She opened her mouth and took his limp prick between her lips. He went in easily and she started to suck noisily on him.

The boy in her ass gave another shove and he was in. His balls slapped against her cunt and he groaned loudly.

"Ahhhh shit!" he said. "There's nothing like virgin ass."

The boy in her mouth was growing excited and his prick was growing. The boy in her ass started fucking her. He was not gentle. She could hear the loud slap of his balls against her.

"Shit," the boy cried. "This is good stuff. Great stuff. I love it!"

Somebody put a hand underneath her and began to fondle her titties. She felt her nipples growing hard and she realized that some of the pain was gone. She didn't want to be turned on. She tried to think of something else, but her mind kept coming back to how Connie had looked with Danny's prick slipping into her ass.

Beverly began to move and she sucked harder on the prick in her mouth.

What was happening? Was she turning into a hot and horny bitch who loved to do it with more than one man? She couldn't help herself. Her skin was tingling and there was an aching in her pussy.

"Hell," Bobby said. "She's getting turned on again. I've never seen such a hot little bitch."

Hot little bitch. The words kept going over and over in her mind. Hot little bitch. Hot little bitch. Hot little bitch.

"Oh shit!" the boy in her ass moaned. "I'm going to come! I'm going to come in her hot ass! I'm going to flood her ass with come!"

"Oh yes!" Beverly moaned, the prick slipping out of her mouth. "Oh yes, fuck me good! Give it to me! I'm coming too. I can feel your squirting! Oh shit and fuck! Oh fuckkkkkkkk!"

The boy stuffed his prick back into her mouth just as she came wildly. The boy behind her was screaming as the last of his cum drained into her ass.

"Oh shit!" he moaned. "Oh fucking shit!"

Beverly dropped to her stomach and rolled, over. She saw that the boy she'd been sucking was hard and ready again. She opened her thighs. He pounced on her immediately and drove his hot prick up into her cunt.

"Jesus," he said. "You're a good piece. Even wet with cum you're a good piece."

He began to fuck her in hard, jerky strokes. She allowed him to do what he pleased because she could hardly move. She had never felt so fucked over.

She opened her eyes and looked around and was shocked by what she saw. Bobby and another boy were hard again. How long was it going to last?

"Turn her over on her side," Bobby said. "Let's show her how three can fuck."

She tried to struggle, but she was too weak. They turned her over easily into the position where they wanted her.

"It won't work like this," Bobby said after a few frustrating attempts. "I'll tell you what. You lay on your stomach and let her on top. I'll fuck her from behind and she can suck your cock."

The three boys quickly agreed. Beverly felt herself being turned and twisted until they had her the way they wanted her. Slowly she was being pushed down on top of a boy. His cock slipped into her cunt.

Another boy stood at her head and made her suck his cock.

Bobby pushed his cock into her ass from behind. She could hardly think about what was happening. She was tired, exhausted. She could hardly move as the three boys ravaged her body.

All three boys came at almost the same time. The poured their cum into her and she accepted it. They fell away from her and she dropped to the bed. She could feel cum all over her. One bay had shot on her stomach, and Bobby had pulled his prick out to cum all over her asscheeks.

She felt as if she'd taken a bath in sperm.

"I think that's it," Bobby said. "We can't do any more to her. She's about done in."

"Jesus," a boy said. "She looks half dead."

"She looks like she's just been fucked five or six times," Bobby said. "She'll be all right. Just leave her there. Get the other one out of the bathroom."

Beverly saw, through half-open eyes, the boys open the bathroom door and drag Connie out. Connie was looking a little better.

"Oh God!" Connie exclaimed. "What did you do to her?"

"We just fucked her a few times," Bobby said. "A little fucking never hurt anybody."

Beverly could see tears in Connie's eyes. Bobby gave her a pat on her ass and walked out of the bedroom. The boys followed. Beverly barely heard the boys leave.

She remembered when Danny came back into the room. Danny looked pale and sick.

"Oh my God, Connie," he said. "What did they do?"

"She's going to live," Connie said. "But we have to get her home. Can you help?"

"Sure. They just hit me on the head a little." They got Beverly into the shower and they cleaned the dried cum off her. Then they dressed her. Neither Connie or Danny were in good enough shape to be helping her. They were both tired and Danny was dizzy from the blow on the head.

They bundled her into the car.

"Connie," Beverly said. "Connie, are you here?"

"I'm here, baby," Connie cooed into her ear. "I'm here. You just relax."

Danny drove them home very carefully. He wasn't seeing the road very well. He was thinking about revenge. He had enough friends so that Bobby and his crew were not going to get off easily with this.

Danny pulled up in front of their house.

"I'll get Mother and Dad," Connie said. "They can help me bring her in. You look like you're getting sick."

"I think I can manage," Danny said.

But Connie was already running up the driveway. She pounded on the front door. In her panic she had forgotten her key. She only knew that she wanted to get her parents down as quickly as possible.

Lights went on upstairs and a few went on down the block.

"What the hell is going on!" she heard her father yell.

Connie slumped against the door. All the energy had gone out of her. She felt as if she couldn't move. She heard the front door open, but she couldn't open her eyes to look.

"Oh God," her father said softly.

Beverly opened her eyes to find that it was day and that she was in her own bed. She moved and moaned in pain. She was sore all over. It felt as if she'd been run over by a truck.

The door to her room opened and Connie came in. Connie looked much better. Her face was slightly swollen, but Beverly knew the swelling would soon vanish.

"How do you feel?"

"Terrible," Beverly answered.

"You should be. I felt bad last night, but I'm feeling pretty good this morning."

"How about Danny?"

Beverly seemed to remember something about him being hit over the head, but she couldn't remember how bad his condition was.

"He's all right too," Connie said. "Dad took him to the hospital last night, but the hospital didn't keep him. They said he would be dizzy for a while but that's all."

"I'm glad," Beverly said.

Beverly tried to sit up, but she groaned. Her back felt like someone had been sticking needles into it.

"You poor thing," Connie said sympathetically. "Here, let me help you turn over. I can rub your back."

Connie turned her over on her stomach. She pulled up Beverly's short shift.

"Oh," Connie said. "You're black and blue back here."

"I know. It feels bad."

"I'll get some lotion to rub on you," Connie said.

Connie left the room, but in a few minutes she returned with a bottle of lotion. The stuff didn't smell good, but it felt good as Connie applied it with soft and gentle hands.

"You poor thing," Connie said. "You poor, poor thing."

They heard the door open. Their father stood there. Connie started to pull down the coven, but she saw that there was not much sense. He had already seen her.

"They bruised her a little." Connie explained.