Ignoring the blows, Brad clamped his teeth down harder on the nipple.
Angie's screams rose higher with a frightened note in it.
'Christ, Brad,' Keith implored. 'Let go.'
Brad kept his jaw clamped tightly over the overextended nipple. Angie kept screaming and screaming. The other boys became frightened at her cries.
'Hell, let him go,' Scott said, sitting back.
The other boys let go of Brad too and got up and moved away.
'Shows what a bastard he is,' Glen muttered.
He moved off to the bathroom to wash his bloodied body. His penis was coated with Angie's menstrual blood, his stomach spattered and his thighs streaked.
Brad continued sucking vigorously at Angie's tit while he snaked his body onto hers.
Angie's cheeks were wet with desire. She breathed loudly through her open mouth, recovering from the pain. All her desire was gone; pain replaced it. Her breast ached and Brad's sucking mouth kept it hurting.
'Leave me 'lone, Brad,' she moaned, trying to push his mouth off her breast.
Brad just sucked harder.
The steady pain bore through her. Her patience snapped. She screamed as loud as she could, 'You're hurting me!'
Angie started to lash around at his hardened penis and balls, trying to hurt him so he'd stop.
Brad easily fended off her blows but her attempt to hurt him angered him. He stopped sucking and looked down at her. 'You really want to get it, don't you?'
He raised his hips, felt around her hole with the end of his penis, then rammed it into her hard. The big, fat organ scraped inside her, hurting all the way. Blood whooshed out, covering their bodies and the bed.
Thoroughly out of the mood and unready, Angie screamed. Frantically she rolled her body back and forth sideways, trying to get the penis out. She only managed to hurt herself. The penis stuck in fast because it was so thick and hard.
Brad settled his body weight heavily down on hers, pinning her body beneath his. 'Little bitch, you really want it, don't you?'
He slapped his pelvis hard at her, shoving his penis in farther. Angie stopped in mid-scream, her breath knocked out of her. The warm soft touch of her vaginal walls enclosing his cock on all sides intimidated it, giving his desire a breath-taking jolt. He began working over her, pounding into her.
'No, no, no, no,' Angie moaned, still shaking her body sideways.
Brad's hardened rod of flesh pulled all the way out of her. Unknowingly, he pounded it against her ass. Stars danced behind his eyeballs. Hastily he grabbed the bloody shaft and stuck it into her again, pushing it in brutally. Whore! Thinking she could stop him. He'd get her good so she couldn't get away. While his penis worked up and down, squirting blood out of her, he wiggled his right hand third finger into her crack and groped around for her anus. The finger felt the puckered opening and it wiggled against the tight hole, trying to force it's way in.
Angie felt the finger probing her anus. Her mind reeled. Yelling, she jerked her pelvis up off the bed, trying to escape. Her ass fell down heavily on the finger and it was pushed inside. Searing pain engulfed her. She yelled louder. She tried to pull herself off but she was skewered on both sides! While the penis pounded in her front side, the finger wiggled in her backside. She groaned loudly, arching her body in pain.
'What the hell's he doing to her?' Robbie asked innocently.
Scott grinned. 'Goosed her.'
Robbie looked uncomprehendingly at him. 'Goosed her?' he repeated.
'You know,' Scott said impatiently.
Robbie's face still looked scandalized.
Scoot jeered. 'Haven't you ever heard of that?'
Robbie looked at him blankly, not wanting to admit his ignorance.
With her body anchored in one place. Brad pounded freely into her. His shaft pulled out, shining with her bright purplish-red blood. It disappeared all the way in, making loud sucking sounds. His heavy balls slapped sharply against her buttocks. His finger wiggled in her anus, feeling the movement of his penis through its thin walls.
Desire began to fight the pain in Angie's body. Her vagina began to burn. Repulsion against the finger worming around in her rectum faded away. Her feeling of fullness was augmented by having both the penis and the finger in her. Her vaginal walls began to contract around the penis, pulled out with it and being pushed in by it. Her mind began psyching out, colors flashing. Brad had pounded his rhythm into her body. It responded. She pushed her pelvis hard against his. Eagerly she pulled her legs back so her could fuck farther into her vagina. Pound into her uterus.
The boys watching saw her response. They all began to burn. Their breaths caught in their throats, waiting for the orgasm.
Keith was sitting on the floor, shaking his body back and forth with Brad's rhythm, holding his cock in his hands.
Triumphantly, Brad felt Angie's body respond to his. He tore harder into her, pounding with all his might. His mind started turning on, higher and higher. He knew he'd be cumming soon. The heavy smell of her sexual excitement filled his nostrils. The sharp sucking sounds died away as his huge shaft began to move faster and pulled out of her less and less. His penis began contracting wildly. Its head touched against her uterus, deep inside.
Angie could feel that Brad was reaching his orgasm. She strained to catch up with him. She wiggled her bottom in circles, feeling the penis and his finger skewer her insides. Her passion rose. She could feel Brad gather strength for his last great push. Her mind began to circle and fly off into space. She gathered her strength to push back. Their bodies jarred suddenly against each other and held. She could feel the hot, jetting stream inside her. Overwhelming pleasure drowned her senses. She drifted off into unconsciousness.
The boys watched the bodies turn into statues. Not a person breathed. Each lost in his own paradise. The long moment passed. The bodies relaxed. The boys avoided looking at each other. Each pretended to be absorbed in some personal thing, like scratching an ear. Or else the boy pretended he hadn't been caught up in the emotions of the fucking.
Brad lay languidly on Angie, feeling completely washed out. Hesitantly, he whispered in her ear. 'Ange.'
Angie's mind was still drifting in her paradise.
'Ange,' Brad whispered again.
She stirred her body beneath his.
'You're still the best fuck I ever had,' he whispered. 'I'm sorry if I hurt you.'
Angie heard. Happiness pervaded her being. High praise for the ignorant daughter of a frigid mother! She tightened her arms around his neck in reply.
Brad understood that she heard and forgave him. He hugged her back. They lay together quietly a few minutes longer.
'Well, what do the rest of us do, play with ourselves?' Scott asked sarcastically.
Brad rolled off Angie slowly, luxuriously. 'You can have what's left,' he said grandly.
The rest of the evening passed away happily. Each boy took his turn in orderly fashion, each doing his own thing. When they were through, they all crowded into the shower to wash the blood off. Angie too. She was in the middle, laughing and pinching the boys' bottoms in retaliation.
Everyone agreed this had been the most exciting night so far. The boys hated for it to end. Sure there was next Friday. But they had a good thing going now. Be crazy to walk away from it. Angie got more insistent and upset so they finally left.
As they walked home in the dark, they bragged about their sexual prowess. Their bodies felt free because their sexual energy was used up temporarily. The stars had never shone brighter nor the air smell sweeter. They lingered together, not wanting to breakup the group and to break the spell.
CHAPTER SIX
