Gang raped virgin

CHAPTER TEN

Janet was going crazy! The two men were throwing her back and forth with their heaving chests, their cocks piercing her body faster and faster with a pounding, fucking rhythm. She felt her tits mashing under Greig's hands, the nipples being pinched cruelly by his fingers. Everything was adding to her unholy pleasure.

She screamed again and again as lightning like jolts of heat shot through her cunt. At times her face struck Greig's. But there was no pain. All she could feel at the moment was the earth-shaking power of her approaching cum and the power of those hard cocks slamming into her cunt.

"Baby, soon, yeah, soon," Jack groaned.

"Hurry!" Janet wailed.

Jack hammered his cock faster than before, then suddenly stopped. His body shivered as he gripped her body hard and let out a low moan.

"Man, oh, man!"

The big stud felt his cum bubbling up thick I and rich from his dick. He pressed in as tight as he could, throwing one arm over her shoulder and pulling the wailing girl closer to him.

"Now!" he shouted in a trembling voice. Janet felt his cock jerking and bucking in her tight asshole. Yes, he was cumming, shooting his jizz into her shitter! It was just like those enemas she had as a child.

Greig was hunching furiously in front of her, pushing hard up against Janet's body, keeping his cock embedded in her cunt. He slid his mouth down into hers, their tongues spearing at one another while their lips sucked. Spit ran out in streams down their cheeks as they sucked and tongued one another.

Janet didn't care how sluttish she was acting.

The power of her exploding cunt had taken over everything, even her soul. She felt her throat starting to throb in time to her clit and asshole. Her entire body was on fire! She hunched out of control, fucking and being fucked. It was the best, the most wonderful feeling she'd ever had in the whole world! Nothing could top this, absolutely nothing!

"Now!" Greig cried.

Greig threw one arm around Janet, gripping all three of them in a tight vise as he felt his nuts explode, pumping up gouts of hot jizz. As his cum shot up his cock, jetting through that center tube and spraying out of his spongy cockhead, the young man stabbed his tongue deep into her mouth once more. His balls shivered, pumping out load after heavy load of his cum. With each bubbling jet, he jabbed his tongue deeper and deeper into her mouth.

Janet couldn't take much more. She gave herself completely to the feeling rising to the boiling point in her cunt. She was cumming, cumming as the two men dumped their loads in her pussy. She felt her cuntal walls shaking, bucking, buckling and clutching. The throbbing grew stronger, more violent. Her tongue shaved back into Greig's throat as she dug her nails into his back and took the final fucking thrusts of his dick.

The moment of wild madness was on her. A white-hot shot of joy burned into her brain.

The smashing power of her orgasm nearly took her breath away. With great effort she managed to keep conscious, holding tightly onto Greig, feeling Jack's cock still throbbing deep in her ass. How low she had sunk! Two men, fucking her at once, and she acting like a bitch in heat! And yet Janet couldn't stop smiling at herself, stop enjoying that unique feeling of having two dicks sliding in and out of her simultaneously!

Janet had no idea how long her orgasm had lasted. She faded back into reality when she felt the wide flare of Jack's cockhead slipping out, tugging at her asshole lining. Her eyes widened, her body jerking as the head of his cock paused for a moment in her asshole, then slipped out. She jerked and twitched as he pulled his prick out, hot flashes shooting through her body and making her flesh crawl.

"Ohhhhh…"

Janet felt herself sinking, sinking into some comforting hole of blackness. She had been violated in every hole of her body. She was only a teenager, yet she was already more experienced than her own mother! Turning her head away, Janet felt more tears coming to her eyes. Now she could weep for her lost innocence. Now she could think of what a slut she had become here in this house in Venice! With her asshole still fluttering with excitement, Janet let out a groan, resting her head against Greig's shoulders.

"She's just about played out, man," Greig said, pulling his cock out of Janet's cunthole.

"Yeah, leave 'er alone for a while," Jack said, staggering to his feet.

Janet lay on her side, one hand covering her half-buried face. She heard the men laughing and drinking somewhere in the filthy living room. Were they going to let her go? Would she ever be able to lead a normal life again, even if they would never call her again? Could she ever look at herself in the mirror without thinking of how sluttishly she had acted here this afternoon? Of how she'd taken on two men with no trouble, clawing and biting and scratching while climaxing? Waves of shameful guilt washed over the petite blonde. She cringed, wishing she could slit her wrists!

Minutes passed, perhaps hours.

Janet raised her head from the crumpled pillow and looked past the men to the dirty front windows. It was still light outside. Perhaps it was only four, maybe five. She would be missed at home within an hour or so. What would she tell her mother? How could she ever explain something this evil, this perverted to her mother? No, no, never would her mother know about this incident in her life. Even Julie would be kept in the dark. She would make up some story about seeing a guy to keep Julie satisfied.

"Hey, baby, you rested up?"

Janet had hoped they would forget her. But from the tone of Jack's voice, the end of her ordeal hadn't come yet.

"Please, just let me go. You've done enough to me already, haven't you?"

She heard laughter. Apparently they hadn't. She heard chairs scuffling across the wood.

Peering up again, Janet saw them approaching, their chests bare although all three had slipped their Levi's back on. They stopped short of the couch, their faces sneering down at her.

She knew they were looking at her as if she were the lowest creature on earth! They weren't the scum any longer. She was the dirt, the mud they could trample on. She had proven just how sluttish she was a few moments ago. She could have resisted, could have refused to participate in their awful game. But instead she had taken them on willingly, had embraced their perversions with an enthusiasm that surprised even these animals! Yes, they were right in looking down at her! She was scum, the lowest of the low!

"Get on down, baby… get on down and lick them boots," Jack said.

Janet pushed herself weakly up from the couch, brushing her hair from her eyes. She looked blankly into his eyes. Her mind was still scrambled from the mind-blasting fuck she'd just received. "Wh-what?"

Something about boots? What had he said? What had he ordered her to do? Something awful? Probably. She couldn't imagine Jack was asking her to do anything decent.

"I said lick my fuckin' boots. You been doin' everything else around here, baby. You ain't fit for decent people any more. Fuck, you got about as much class as a toilet bottom. So, baby, you gonna show yourself just how low you are. Now lick them boots."

Jack shot one hand out, griping her by the hair and tugging hard.

Janet screamed, her eyelids fluttering. She beat at his fingers, her legs flailing against the sofa. The pain was excruciating. For a moment there Janet had thought the men had numbed her reactions. But she could still feel pain, still feel fear.

She slid off the couch, tumbling in a heap at the big man's feet. He let go of her hair, his hands on his hips, his lips curled once more into a broad sneer. She had heard him correctly.

"Lick 'em!"

He shoved his filthy boots caked with mud under her chin.

Janet jerked away, her blonde hair curtaining her face once more. Maniacs, all of them! They should all be put away somewhere where they couldn't harm the rest of society. "I said lick 'em!"

He would hit her if she didn't obey quickly. Janet leaned forward, supporting her body with both hands while her legs lay tucked under her butt. She could smell the filth rising like a sick vapor from his boots. And he wanted her to lick them? Closing her eyes, Janet swallowed hard, dropping her head down, down until her lips were nearly touching the dirty leather.

"Toilet mouth," Greig murmured.

The young stud stepped behind Janet as she began polishing Jack's boot with choking, gagging sounds. Just when she grabbed at her throat to keep from retching, Greig raised one booted foot, putting the heel down hard on the back of her neck. Pushing down hard, he shoved her flat on the floor, her chin striking the toe of Jack's boot hard enough to knock the wind from her.

"Ooofff!"

"What's the matter, babe? Don't you know how to lick somethin' clean? Ain't your old lady never told you how to clean up a plate? Come on, bitch, lick 'em clean. I wanna see your fuckin' face in cum," Jack taunted.

Janet pushed herself back up again, casting a look of loathing at Greig before she pushed back her hair and once more lowered her mouth to the awful boot. How horrible it tasted. After every second or third lick she had to turn her head and spit out the mud gathering on her tongue! And they were all laughing, laughing at this horror! It amused them to watch her groveling like this, panting like a dog, licking their boots clean! Surely this had to be the end! Surely there could be little else they would do to her!