Debbi wouldn't have t6 acknowledge responsibility for the boy's hard-on. And if he kept jacking it, he would work himself into an explosion without involving her.
'You're really hot and bothered,' Debbi teased, turning around and moving toward him. Ken had an average-sized prick, but it looked monstrous to the virginal girl. A thin, clear drop of fluid formed at the tip of his cock.
'Is this what's bothering you?' Debbi asked, standing inches from the aroused boy's face and holding her outer cunt lips apart. The pink, tender
flesh showed proudly.
'Oh Christ! Please let me eat you,' Ken begged. He wouldn't force her to submit to his wishes, but he wanted to taste her pussy in the worst way. The odor of her cunt wafted to his nostrils and he inhaled the fragrance deeply. The sight was erotic as hell to Ken, and he had tasted her before.
Debbi was homier than usual. She would welcome a hot and knowing set of lips on her cunt, bringing her to the satisfying flush of orgasm. But she was like most women in that she would rarely admit these desires. By this device, the male would seem to initiate everything and, hence, be responsible for anything that happened. Such were the workings of Debbi's sex-hungry body and her inhibited mind.
'Kiss me first,' Debbi said, falling into Ken's arms. 'And be careful with that thing.' Ken's cock rubbed its lubricant along her leg as she sat on his right thigh. Her legs were inside of his. Debbi opened her mouth and shot out her tongue. Ken eagerly sucked on it. He groaned as his hands felt over her soft body. Her smooth back was easiest to caress, and he held her ass with one strong hand to steady her. Their kisses grew more heated and Ken felt his leg falling asleep from her weight on it.
'Let's move to the bed,' he urged hotly, moving her off of his lap and leading her by the hand to his bedroom. His cock arched out proudly before him, leading the way and hoping for a change that it would receive better treatment by her.
'1 don't want to go too far,' Debbi reminded him, but he merely nodded his head and continued to lead her along. He sat down first. Then she sat next to him and fused her hot mouth to his. One of his hands reached up and alternately cupped each breast, finding them both equally satisfying.
'All the way, baby. P11 fuck you and come in you and then we'll make a baby. Then you'll have to marry me,' Ken murmured hotly. Marriage and babies sounded nice to Debbi. But she wasn't ready for sex. Because of her adolescent fear, she grabbed his erect cock and jerked it rapidly. Ken was too hot to stop her. His balls pulled taut and his creamy load fired out of him.
Debbi saw Ken's look of disappointment and frustration. If only she had let love grow between them, he wouldn't have left. And maybe she'd be pregnant and living with a real lover, instead of in her present circumstances. But that was a dream of a dead past. The reality of the present made its own gruesome demand.
'Suck it bitch, or I'll bloody your mouth!' Andy threatened, forcing his hard prick against her mouth. One tug on her hair was all it took to force her to open it and permit him to, force his cock into it.
'Hurry up, Andy. I'm gonna blow it!' Eddie shouted, holding still as his orgasm came over him. Debbi could feel the sperm the man fired deep into her bowels. She gagged slightly as the salty liquid in her mouth informed her that Andy was coming also. She had to swallow the hot fluid. It was that or choke.
'Whore,' Eddie said softly, letting her limp body drop roughly to the floor. She sobbed bitterly as the two murderers ransacked the house. They took the money she had managed to save, but they left her with her life. Debbi felt it had little value to her at the moment.
The men left in a hurry and Debbi managed to get some clothing, over her abused body. She raced past the three bleeding corpses, pausing only to get sick at the bottom of the stairs.
Debbi was alone in the city. No one to turn to. No one to protect her. The police would want her for her association with criminals. And if she said anything, the two animals could hunt her down and subject her to even worse abuses. The night air was freezing as the flimsy garments did little to protect her.
Debbi reached into her purse and fondled the card listing her art teacher's address. Surely she would help her. There was nowhere else to go. Debbi ran the distance of nearly a mile to the woman's apartment. She finally reached the warmth of the inner hallway.
CHAPTER TWO
Debbi silently prayed that Cindy would hurry and answer the doorbell. Her entire body felt dirty from what the two animals had done to her. They had to be animals. Debbi could imagine no man being capable of doing such a disgusting thing. The salty taste of semen lingered in Debbi's mouth, though she had spit a hundred times. She was wondering if it would ever disappear.
Debbi's ass stung harshly each time she moved. Her blood and the man's vile sperm load served to lubricate the sensitive orifice. But both had rapidly dried, leaving a painful crust that pulled at the hairs surrounding her crotch and made each movement a little more painful.
'Cindy, please!' Debbi shouted through the 'door. A new horrorstruck Debbi's mind as still no one answered. What if Cindy was locked in a heated fuck with one of her lovers. A beautiful woman like Cindy had to have many admirers.
Debbi began to cry again as she felt utterly helpless and alone. Sex was supposed to be something pleasant and meaningful. It was supposed to make love grow. But where was the love in fucking. There was only pain and humiliation. Those bastards had done everything to hurt her, and because of the agony they inflicted they were happy. Were those two only an isolated
example of human perversity, or a mirror of the entire human race. There were many dark areas of the mind, and Debbi shuddered to think of them.
'Yeah-my God! What happened to you?' Cindy exclaimed as she opened the door. She ushered Debbi inside and quickly closed the door. The battered and broken girl fell into Cindy's arms and started to sob. The feel of the girl's full tits through the thin fabric of the peignoir she was wearing was a comfort to Debbi. She longed to suckle on a ripe lit, to go back to when there was no thought of sex. When there was no knowledge of the wild hunger that compelled people to use others in their mad quest for satisfaction of the senses.
'I was attacked! Oh my God… Cindy… they stuck their dicks down my throat… and up my ass! They hurt rue so…' Debbi said, not wanting to let Cindy go.
A detached smile came to Cindy's face that Debbi did not notice. The reason for Cindy's delay in answering the doorbell was due to the fact that she had been lying naked on her own bed. A massive vibrator had been teasing her sensitive cut, alternately thrusting far into the honeyed depths of her pussy. Her struggle for completion had been interrupted by the insistent ringing of the doorbell. Cindy was unable to reach her peak, but she was convinced she would reach it before the night was over. Looking at Debbi, she was certain she could easily have several of them.
'Relax. The worst is over. They can't hurt you now,' Cindy comforted. Debbi was a luscious girl, and the bisexual. Cindy had long been aware of that fact, and very deeply bothered by it. So the little puritan got it up the ass. It served her right for thinking that she was above the human hunger for
sex.
Cindy had felt the girl far too virginal, when on one occasion after another she had rebuffed her affectionate advances. Before the night was over, Cindy vowed she'd complete the girl's sexual education. Cindy knew her appraisal was correct. She could spot a hot young chick. She knew when a woman was primed to discover the real urge that would dominate her life mercilessly, driving her from one lover to another. She would be willing to accept any degradation, begging for a man to shoot his jism into her, or even to have the privilege of letting him piss on her in return for sex. This was the future Cindy would lead Debbie into.
'I'm frightened, Cindy. Should I call the police?' Debbi asked, uncertain what to do. Cindy had her repeat the entire story, making certain to understand the part about drugs and murder. Once this was accomplished, Cindy knew that Debbi could not escape. But she wanted to control her without blackmail.
'What do you want the police in on it for. They'll only blame you and you could go to jail. And then they'd poke at you and make lewd comments, all of them thinking how they'd like to fuck you themselves. You wouldn't
