The roped schoolgirl's rape

CHAPTER THREE

"I'm sick 'n' tired of hearing you cry all the time."

Justin had shoved his hands down, tearing her panties off her body. Wadding them in a small ball, he pushed the panties into her mouth, laughing as the young teen gagged on her own cunt juice.

"Nice, eh? You can taste what the fuck I'm gonna be suckin' out," he growled.

Ginny worked her tongue around the wadded cotton, her jaws hurting from being pried, open. Her mind reeled with fear and degradation. He was going to fuck her this brutal way and there was little she could do. The blonde teen twisted on the couch, peering over one of Justin's shoulders. Another five minutes had passed. In fifteen minutes or so he would have to let her go. But much could happen in that short period of time.

"Yeah, gonna split this mother wide open, real wide open. Unnnnnnnn!"

Ginny felt her cunt lips being spread apart once again. Justin was using his fingers carefully, tracing his callused fingertips along the sensitive flesh between her inner and outer cunt lips. Her knees jerked up, rubbing against the big stud's legs.

"Noooofffff!"

Ginny bit down hard against the spit-soaked panties blocking her throat. Her nostrils flared and she twitched, jerking as his middle finger began pushing into her cunt hole. His long finger kept on moving up, up, until it was touching her clit. It seemed like such a private spot, one she wouldn't let just anyone see or touch. And there was Justin, slipping his finger back and forth, increasing the maddening tickle until she thought she would die from the sensation. Ginny groaned, cinching her eyes shut.

"Like it, eh?"

No, she wouldn't give in, wouldn't show this maniac how much his fingering was driving her up the wall. Ginny moved her head to one side, staring blankly at the wall opposite them. Justin laughed softly, slipping his finger back to the bottom junction of her cunt lips, then trailing it back to her clit once more.

"Nnnngnngggggg!"

Ginny felt sweat rolling down her back, seeping into her asshole. Her flesh squeaked and grunted along the leather couch cushions. The girl groaned long and loud, sounds coming from deep in her throat as that working finger found its way along the slick length of her fuck slit.

Ginny prayed silently that the time would fly by and soon the bell would ring. But Justin kept finger fucking her in this teasing way, driving her mad beyond belief.

Then something changed. It was the way Justin was touching her. Suddenly it occurred to her that he was going to tear her cherry with his finger. Ginny looked pleadingly at the big stud. But Justin was staring at her drooling pussy, his finger tracing the rubbery rim of her tense outer cunt lips.

"Yeahhhh," he sighed.

Ginny let out another low, soft guttural moan as her soft warm thighs shivered with excitement and fear. She felt his finger sinking in, the second joint passing past her outer cunt lips. Juice boiled up from her cunt, smearing her flesh.

"Man, oh, man! Your cunt's really stokin' up. You want this real bad," Justin said, passing one hand over his prick.

No, that wasn't true. She wasn't like some of those girls in school who had to have lots of guys following them around.

"Nooofffff!" she choked.

"Yeah, sure. You're juicin' so bad, my finger's nearly slipping out."

Justin stuck his finger down deeper. Ginny arched her spine, feeling her cunt sucking solidly.

"Good. Startin' to loosen up – uhhhh, yeah, gettin' better."

There was a moment when Ginny felt incredible pressure, the pressure of his finger rubbing up against her cherry. She stiffened, her toes curling while her head pushed against the small cushion behind. No, it couldn't be happening now! He couldn't be getting ready to fuck her now!

"Goin' for it."

Ginny opened her mouth wide to scream. The pressure was turning into something else now, a terrible, concentrated pain that took her breath away. Stars exploded in front of her eyes while a buzzing sound seemed to fill her head. The blonde teen let out gasps and sank into a series of yelping fits. The wadded panties stuffed in her mouth kept her cries to a minimum. Justin swatted her several times with the back of his free hand. But he was more interested in what was happening to his fucking finger. The blows were light, barely felt by the panting girl who lay there on the couch like a sacrificial victim. Beads of perspiration rolled down from her forehead, streaking her flushed cheeks. Working one hand free, Ginny again tried shoving Justin away from her. But the young stud only laughed at her weak attempts at escape.

"Yet, yeah," he sighed. The pinching agony became greater. The farther Justin pressed in, the more it hurt. Ginny suddenly realized the pain was beyond excruciating. It was pure agony. Only the pressure of the panties against her throat kept her from filling the room with cries of her rage and hurt. And then his awful finger ripped right through the stretched little membrane. Ginny shrieked, her teeth tearing at the soft cotton material of her briefs.

"Ohh, yeahhh, yeahhh, got it in all the way. You're fucked all the way, baby. Feels good."

Justin was wriggling his finger down, down into the dark velvety depths of her cunt. Ginny sobbed freely, her body shaking as if someone had touched a live electric wire to her tits.

"Man, wasn't sure if you were a virgin or not. The way you were acting, but I guess you were telling the truth," Justin said, cocking his head to one side and raising his eyebrows.

Ginny looked down. He was wiping some of the pink froth on the couch. Was she bleeding much? Her mother hadn't told her too much about what happened when a man fucked a woman. Mother was always so embarrassed about things like that, it seemed. It didn't appear to be so bad.

"Man, you've got one tight cunt. We're gonna see what we can do about this. Now you shut up," Justin said, bending forward and staring right into her eyes.

Ginny turned her head again, sobbing with shame and complete humiliation. This was ending up to be something far from what she thought it would be. There was no beauty, no gentleness. There was just the rough treatment she had to endure under Justin, praying the bell would ring and call him back to his senses.

His finger was back in, working around in her pussy, his knuckle scraping along her rubbery cunt lips. Ginny found her pussy was stretching like elastic, fitting tightly but nicely around his invading finger. Was it possible she was turning back on? Yes, it was more than possible. As the seconds ticked by, marked by the ticking on the wall clock behind her, Ginny felt that familiar warmth return. Soon her clit was growing tense once more while juice frothed from her violated fuck hole.

"Yeah, yeah, that's it, baby. There ain't gonna be no more pain. Just gonna be my cock in your cunt, drivin' you half nuts."

Justin's voice was getting throatier as his excitement was peaking. Ginny stopped thinking. She had to. Surely she would go crazy if she thought about what was happening to her. Her virginity, her mother, her degradation, everything was swept away by the thrills building up inside her. Her tits jiggled like lumps of jello as she choked on her own spit.

"Oh, man, nice, nice!" the boy groaned. Justin was bracing himself over her now, having pulled his finger out with a sucking pop. Her cunt walls seemed to be rubbing together. Ginny gasped, her muscles cramping. And then she felt his prick rubbing up and down against the full furry length of her cunt crack. The tension was almost maddening. Ginny found herself spreading her knees apart, inching them back, back until they were even with Justin's thighs. The young boy looked around and smiled more broadly. He shook his head, knocking off beads of sweat that had gathered around his nose and mouth.

"You're ready. You can't even keep your fuckin' legs down on the bed. Man, you want it bad, and you're gonna get it the same way."

The more he humiliated her, the more he taunted her with those terrible words, the more she loved it. Ginny felt her cunt stretching wide open, the tiny muscles guarding her pussy mouth cramping, cinching, trembling, waiting, for the touch of his cock head.

"Man, goin' in!" Justin grunted.

Ginny trembled, cringing, waiting as her eyes widened in panic and lust. Peering over her tits seethe plowing through her cunt hairs. She dropped her head back to the pillow, gasping through the cotton panties stuffed in her mouth. Her nostrils burned. Her heart pounded so hard, Ginny thought she would have a heart attack. And now she could feel his prick head touching her cunt. It was as if someone had dropped acid on her tiny fuck-nub. Ginny flailed her legs against the couch, then jerked them back up, hugging Justin's strong-muscled body with the insides of her thighs. Fuck, fuck, that's all she could think of doing.

"Now, gonna keep steady, right? You're gonna keep your ass flat against the couch so I can fuck you good, right?" Justin taunted.

Ginny couldn't think of what he was saying. All she knew was that she was hot, and that cock hanging from between Justin's legs could take care of that itchy ache draining her of her will and strength.

To make certain Ginny would stay still, Justin grabbed her hair, twisting the blonde strands around in his fingers and pulling back. Ginny's eyelids flickered, a moan of agony escaping from around the stuffed panties.

"Okay, Ginny. One big cock's about to get stuffed into your cunt."

Ginny felt at the same time the pressure of his cock head against her cunt lips. Justin had arched his spine, angling his ass cheeks differently to get his cock into a fucking position. It was as if he were about, to spear her in half with some terrible weapon. She let out another low moan.

"Yeah, yeah, moan it out, bitch. That turns me on. You're scared shitless now. But soon you're gonna be moanin' for something else."

"Aghhghhyyahghghghhhh!" she screamed. He had shot at least half of his prick, five inches, into her pussy, ramming it in with one powerful fuck thrust. At first Ginny couldn't believe it was happening. The sensation of having something that hot and stiff fucking into her body was incredible. Then she realized that Justin was fucking her. He yanked at her hair once again, groaning, then slapped her again and again as her cries pitched higher and higher.

"Ughhfhhhghghghhh!"

Another slap landed, this blow bruising her forehead. Justin twisted her head around, tearing more strands of hair from her scalp. He seemed to enjoy doing this, causing her pain, then fucking yet another inch into her violated cunt. Ginny's knees jerked outward like those of a frog's. Shockwave after painful shockwave of pure pain slammed through her as she felt her slick cunt walls being stretched to the tearing point.

Ginny knew she couldn't take more of this. And still his cock meat kept coming, squeezing through her tight pussy, frying up in her boiling juices. Ginny gasped, barley able to keep enough air in her lungs to remain conscious.

"Man, man, you're tightenin' up on me again. Can't let that happen, baby. Come on, loosen up. Fuck! You're cuttin' my prick in two!"

Justin reached down with one hand, and he began rubbing his fingers back and forth, back and forth on either side of her stretched cunt lips. Ginny sighed. At least there was no pain, no slaps, no tearing of the hair.

Then Justin started fucking his cock back into her. Ginny wondered if it were physically possible to be fucked to death. Surely Justin had that cock of death, an instrument that could drive a woman insane or into the grave. And there was more of it, much more still outside her juicing cunt.

Justin arched his spine, throwing back his head as a particularly powerful spasm passed through his body. He began dragging his cock out slowly. The change in direction sent shivers of delight and fear racing through Ginny's body. It felt like an obscene kiss, a vacuum attached to her cunt, sucking out her guts!

"Noooofoofofffff!" she choked.

Justin only pulled two inches from her cunt. With a powerful downward thrust, he shoved back in, fucking his cock head several inches past where the last stroke had stopped. Ginny arched her back, her body shivering and twitching under the hideous attack. The big stud repeated this move, pulling out, then fucking back in, each time going, a little deeper.

Ginny no longer thought about time, about the bell that would eventually rescue her from this madman. She concentrated instead on her pussy, on her cunt that was being fucked by that kissing cock. Finally the girl realized Justin's balls were flattening up against her body. His prick was all the way inside her pussy. His hands braced against her narrow shoulders and his hot breath pumped against her throat. She could feel his heavy legs draped over hers, could feel his chest rubbing over her tits. And most of all, Ginny could feel the full ten inches of his cock throbbing deep inside her, taking her over, tilling her mind, her body, her will with a life of its own!

"Uhhhhhhhhh!" she moaned.

Justin lay on top of her for several moments, his heart beating against hers. She loved that feel, the sensation of his body pressing against hers. The smooth, wet rub of the couch against her flesh added to the sexy sensation of being really fucked.

"Ohhhh, Ginny, nice, nice."

There were no more tears now, no more protesting sobs, no more yelps of pain. There was only pure pleasure, a kind of pleasure she never had dreamed possible. It was as if every square inch of her body were throbbing with sensual delight.

Justin raised himself somewhat, moving his hands around and touching her tits. He was massaging her nipples, squeezing them now between his thumbs and forefingers until the girl cinched her eyes shut once more and let out a low moan through the gagging stuffed panties.

"Uhhhhhh, owwwwwww!"

"Yeah, those nice big tits and those hard nipples. Love'em."

Ginny had heard about how guys really groove on a girl's tits and nipples. Now she was seeing it for the first time in action. Justin's eyes were lit up again while he toyed with her nipples. He liked it when he squeezed down on her red rubbery nipples and watched her chest heave with the resulting pain.

"Man, gonna fuck you, fuck you nuts."

Slowly but steadily Justin began fucking her. His hips bumped up against hers, making her body shiver from the contact. In and out, in and out his cock fucked, at first only a few inches slipping from the hot, hugging hold of her cunt. And then up to seven inches slid up, then squeezed back in.

"Huhhhrrr! Huhhhrrr! Huhhhhrrrr!"

Her mind bleached out all thought and sensation except the feel of Justin's prick plowing through her pussy. His soft, leathery balls slapped again and again while he rode high, ensuring his prick would continually touch her clit. The resulting electrical seepage drove Ginny closer and closer to the brink of climax. She had touched herself secretly in bed and felt something nice happen to her pussy. That, she guessed, was orgasm. But now she was feeling something much more intense, something much more overwhelming. And this, she instinctively knew, was only the prelude to something far more powerful.

"Uhhhhh!" Ginny gasped, tears of delight running down her cheeks.

She knew he was going to shoot his wad into her. She knew his hot, sticky jizz was going to clog her cunt. Her soft whimpers became louder sobs as she started realizing she was enjoying what he was doing to her. The continual jerky fuck thrusts of his cock had built up sensations she had never been aware of before. Justin rode her like a pro, his hands gripping her hipbones. At times he slid them back, his fingers cupping her ass cheeks and holding them rolled back so he could fuck deeper.

"Fuckin' slut, fuckin' whore. Gonna make – uhhh – gonna make you feel my prick all the way."

The bell! Above the room, Ginny could hear the class-change bell. And still Justin fucked her. Oh, what would become of her?