Ward Fulton - The Violated Virgin

"Ah, she's gettin' with it," said Clayton. "I guess she was playin' possum."

"Oh, no," Suzanne breathed. "Please. Donald…" She looked at Donald, who was in the process of undressing. "Donald… help me!"

"Help you," laughed Ted. "He's gonna fuck you. Or have you fucked her already?"

"I… we did it once," Donald mumbled, and Suzanne knew that he was not altogether agreeing with his brother's attitude. "But take it easy with her. She's a nice girl."

Clayton's clothes were completely off, and he stood over Suzanne, waving his penis at her.

"Sure she's a nice girl, and all nice girls want some black cock up their pussy," he said. "Ever see one this big, little Miss Grosse Pointe?"

She stared fascinated at the organ, which slowly began rising to its full height. She knew that Ted's penis was big, but Clayton's exceeded his by at least two inches, and it was much thicker. She could hardly believe it, watching the dark brown shaft throb and expand in the colored boy's hand as he manipulated the foreskin up and down, exposing the dark purplish head, already sticky with lube that oozed from the large slit across the end. It was a frightening sight, and her eyes remained on his crotch, almost unable to believe what they saw.

"Please, please," she sobbed, and Clayton's laugh echoed round the room.

"She's pleading for it," be said. "Though mebbe that's not what she's really cryin' about."

He dropped to his knees, pulled her legs apart roughly, and crawled forward, lowering his penis until the end of it was touching her stomach, just above her bush. With his hand, he moved the shaft back and forth across her skin, leaving a wet trail of lube behind it.

"That feel good?" asked Clayton, chuckling evilly.

Suzanne looked over at Ted and Donald, who were standing, watching, and playing with their penises at the same time. Ted saw her and moved forward, dropping to his knees above her head, and lowering his prick towards her mouth.

"Suck, bitch, suck it good," he commanded, and she felt the end of it on her lips. Stubbornly she kept her mouth shut, and then she felt the sharp sting of his hand as it descended on her cheek. "I said, suck it, goddamn," he swore, and she opened her mouth and he pushed his prick into her. Again she tasted his flesh, hot and throbbing, and she closed her lips around the head, sucking hard, and flicking her tongue across the end, pushing into the slit and tasting the lube. "That's more like it," said Ted, easing himself into a better position to thrust his organ in and out of her mouth.

Clayton had continued rubbing his prick across her skin, all around her vaginal opening, down the inside of her thighs, and she felt her responses quickening, despite her terrible fear of him and the size of his penis. Her vagina began oozing its juices once more, and she felt herself wanting it, wanting to feel it slide into her the way Donald's had slid in just earlier that afternoon.

But Clayton was playing a teasing, waiting game. He was in no hurry to insert his organ; he preferred to play around, rub the end against her, up and down her legs, and over her stomach, even across her breasts.

She felt the end of it touching her nipples, exciting them and making them even harder than they were.

"Hey, Donald, you come here and suck her tits," Clayton said. "She's blowin' Ted. You can suck her tits, and I'll let her have this meat.

I'm gettin' ready to feel her cunt wrap itself around, provided it can take it, of course." He laughed coarsely again. Out of the corner of her eye Suzanne saw Donald scooting forward, squatting beside her, one hand on his penis, as he closed his mouth around her breast and began sucking her nipple, running his tongue across it quickly.

Then she felt her legs being jerked wide apart and the rough coarse skin of the Negro's thighs brush against her own soft white flesh as he positioned himself and then lowered his hips until the end of his penis was touching her vulva. His hands came forward and spread her lips. She heard him whisper, "Oh, wowee, I cain't fuck that. Not yet. Gotta eat a little first. Gotta taste that sweet white pussy."

His head descended, and she felt his thick lips and tongue push into her flesh and his tongue lick up and down her clitoris, sending quivers of delight through her loins. Up and down, in and out, all around, his tongue knew exactly what it was doing.

Suzanne suddenly felt a perverse desire to match her tongue movements with Clayton's, licking across Ted's penis in the same rhythm as the colored boy was licking her clitoris. The undeniable sensual titillation had engulfed her mind and body, and she gave herself over to the sensations which prickled across her skin and tingled from every nerve. She felt Donald's mouth licking her breasts while his hand manipulated his penis between his thighs; why let that cock go to waste? She reached out and pushed his own hand away, seizing the shaft and squeezing it. She heard him moan, and his tongue licked more furiously at her nipples. Her other hand pushed underneath Ted's buttocks and began caressing his anus. She heard him laugh, and then his voice broke the silence: "Yeah, baby, yeah!" And she sucked his penis with renewed vigor as she felt Clayton's mouth servicing her between her legs. Then suddenly Clayton raised up, and she looked over at him, just as he lowered his hips and she felt the end of his shaft enter her.

With a slow thrust, he pushed in, and she shuddered and gasped at the thickness of his prick. It felt like her body was being ripped in two.

On and on he pushed, inch by inch, until his entire organ was enclosed within her tight, quivering vagina. She gagged and pulled off Ted's prick and cried out. "Oh, God, take it out, take it out." They all laughed. "Go on, fuck her," Ted cried out, and Donald even joined in, urging Clayton to action.

"I sure will," the colored boy said, and began moving his hips, withdrawing his rod almost all the way out, then slamming it back in again with a force that almost drove the breath out of Suzanne's body.

She squirmed and cried out, and they all laughed. Faster and faster he went, and it felt like with every thrust his massive shaft grew thicker and bigger.

"You almost there?" asked Ted; and Clayton grunted in what sounded like an affirmative.

"Okay, we all come together," said Ted, grabbing Suzanne's head and pushing his penis into her mouth again. "Suck, bitch, and jerk off Donald. Let's all shoot into her."

Clayton's movements, together with his groaning and his hands around her buttocks, were almost more than Suzanne could bear. Her vagina felt numb, but deep inside her she still experienced the fantastic feelings that came from the harsh massage of her clitoris and the rubbing of the thick organ inside her vagina.

She sucked Ted's cock, feeling it flex and throb with each manipulation of her mouth and her tongue. In her hand Donald's penis was rock-hard, and he was moaning, his mouth biting on her nipples harder and harder.

Clayton suddenly cried out, and she felt his cock plunge deep into her.

He held it there, and she could feel the hot flood of his jism within her, running down and out of her crack. "I'm coming, I'm coming," he cried, and at that second, Ted pushed his shaft in until it jammed against the back of her throat, and she felt him spurt and tasted the hot salty come on her tongue. She gulped and swallowed, taking it all while her cunt enclosed the long, thick black meat within her, spurting its seed deep into her. Ted's penis began softening, and he pulled it out of her mouth and eased back on his buttocks, watching.

"You there yet?" he asked Donald, who was still moving his hips frantically.

"Almost," he gasped.

"Fuck her between the tits," shouted Ted, and Donald swung his legs across Suzanne, sitting on her stomach and pushing her breasts together around his penis just as it flexed and shot, the spurts of white liquid shooting across her chin and cheek and dripping down her neck. He groaned, and she heard Ted laugh. His hand came out and rubbed the come all over her mouth and nose.