and I'd feel them rubbing together through the wall of flesh separating them. The next time one would be pulling out as the other drove home. Then they'd both be going in but one would be inches ahead of the other.
It was brutal. The boys increased their speed and the helpers jerked on my legs, moving my hips from side to side and forward or back. Every muscle, every organ, every inch of my body screamed and cried for mercy. I prayed that I would faint, but couldn't.
I felt the boy's cock begin to throb and buck in my cunt, becoming wet and slippery as the jism poured from around his shaft and dropped from my pussy in gobs. His cock began to shrink as the last wave shivered through it. He jerked free, pulled his lips away from mine and slapped me across the face so hard I saw clouds of bright, flashing sparks.
The one behind me wasn't done, but the others let go of my legs. The boy released my tits and made me support my own weight. My legs were rubbery and refused to hold me.
'Watch her eyes!' I heard the boy behind me laugh.
My eyes were screwed shut in pain and humiliation. I felt the bay grab my hips and then we were falling backward. At the last minute he kicked my feet out from under me, knocking them into the air as he landed on his ass with a jarring shock. My eyes flew open and bulged from the sockets. They laughed.
It felt like someone had shot a thick arrow clear through me. I was sure he'd ripped through the thin wall of my intestines, that I'd bleed to death, that the gang would leave me to die in that desolate field.
Even though I was in too much pain to know it, the thrill of the jolt and the depth of his penetration caused him to shoot his wad. The blinding agony hadn't left me before he pushed me off him. As his prick pulled free I let out a loud, involuntary fart.
I lay for several minutes holding my tummy in my hands and jerking like a chicken with its head cut off. Then I puked until I thought I'd die.
One of the boy's grabbed my long hair and dragged me to the slow-running creek and threw me m. The cool water felt good and cleared enough of the pain from my fogged mind so that I could wash away some of the jism on my ass and cunt.
My rest didn't last long. I was grabbed again and pulled from the water by my hair and dragged, caveman style, across the sharp grass. The hands let go and I opened my eyes. The boy standing over me was undoing his belt buckle.
The horror of the brutal attack made it impossible to feel anything but the most severe pain while they degraded me. It was different now. A difference that would drive me to the brink of self-destruction and make me use every bizarre means at my disposal to regain what I had lost.
I felt my legs being jerked apart and didn't try to resist. No one could do anything to me now that would be any worse than what I'd already been through.
The weight pressed down against my throbbing titties and his cock slapped wetly against my inner thighs. Then he was driving home and I felt it. Something inside me snapped. I don't know if it was because I just didn't care now or if it was because I was released from the earlier pain – but he turned me on.
I could feel the crown of his cock rubbing the heavy cushion of my upper cunt-wall and a warmth started to tingle inside me. My mind cried out, begging my tormented body not to enjoy the humiliation, but my body refused to obey.
I became aware of my cuntlips being drawn in like gaskets as they drew my clit down against the slick surface of the cock. A thrill shivered through me as the scalding heat of his meat slid wetly across the top of my clit. My aching pussy had been worn raw and, like a safecrackers fingers, felt everything and enjoyed it. His knotted veins massaged as the rest of his cock created a warm itchy need. His curly hair meshed with mine and tickled the sensitive skin beneath it.
He drove in and out of me at different angles in his own frenzied need to climax. I felt the cockhead poke my womb, then it probed the bottom of my canal against the rear wall.
My cunt turned into a swampy cave as he continued to hammer his cock in and out. The slick walls turned to liquid heat and the juice started to flow. My tender, rounded ass tightened and rose in an effort to accept more of him. His balls bounced against the pale undersides of my ass-cheeks.
'Hey – she really digs this!' the guy roared at his buddies. 'Look – she's getting her cookies off!'
I felt the shadows fall across us as the others crowded in for a closer look. The humiliation flooded through me again but still my body refused to obey and kept responding.
The grass tickled my asshole as my hips began to roll and bounce in the thrilling need for pleasure. Our hips crashed together, ground in circles, separated, corkscrewed again, massaging all of his cock and my cunt.
Back and forth, in and out, side to side, our sweating bodies hammered in desperation until at last there wasn't a nerve in my body that wasn't shivering with fiery, sexual dynamite. We went faster and faster, harder and harder, until, finally, we came together.
I exploded into a powerful orbit. My cunt began to wink and squeeze his cock in an uneducated effort to milk it. I felt the stiff prick swell and throb as he drove it harder and harder. The balls quivered against my ass and he flooded me with his slick jism.
I hurtled through space as wave after wave of satisfaction pulsed through my veins and the jism frothed around the mouth of my tired aunt.
The boy rolled off and I heard the metallic sound of another zipper sliding open. The new one was tall and thin. I found my lips pressed against one of his small nipples as his long slender cock filled my sloppy cunt.
'Come on, baby – let's get your cookies off again!' the new one chuckled.
And I did. God help me, I did! Instead of repelling me like it should have I found the acrid smell of his sweaty body thrilling. The boys started chanting, building a drum-like rhythm for the two of us to pace ourselves by.
The boy's cock wasn't as fat and heavy as the one before it. It had more length, though, which made up for it. His very first stroke pulled my clit from beneath its hood and polished the hot little head for an unbelievably long time. There was no slow buildup. My entire cunt began to tingle as my clit vibrated and thrilled to the heated touch. His balls, hanging low in the hot afternoon sun, scraped and bounced on my ass, making the smooth flesh break out with goosebumps.
My tortured body responded again and I whimpered with pain as my bruised nipples swelled and hardened atop the aching mounds. My lips parted and I couldn't help myself. Finding his nipple, I sucked on it. I hadn't known before that a boy's could become stiff like mine.
His body was light after the last one and his bony ribs and wiry muscles, bulging and straining against me in his effort to satisfy himself, furthered my excitement. His cock pistoned in and out of my depths, prodding my womb and skidding across my clit, tugging and caressing it until I thought I'd go insane with heat.
The boy's cock pulled out. I arched my hips to help him come home. He missed my sloppy cunt on purpose, and pressed between the cheeks of my ass. He lowered the angle and drove the cum-covered cock through my stretched asshole into my shit chute.
Before the agonizing fear of further pain could grip me he was in and fucking. To my relief I'd been so badly stretched before that I didn't feel any pain. All of the damage had already been done.
The group of onlookers set up a howl as the boy grabbed my ankles and pushed them to my shoulders. I knew my cunt would be lewdly winking at him but I didn't care. The pressure was still there – it was still rubbing the desperate need in my belly. My clit wasn't being caressed now and I needed that.
No one was holding my hands because I'd stopped struggling after they'd stripped and beaten me. I reached mindlessly down, pulled the hairy flesh of my pussy and outer cuntlips back so my clit would be exposed. While the boy busily drove his cock in and out of my ass began to rub the tip of my finger across my clit.
The circle of boys tightened and they stared in awe at the pink meat and abused muscle at the mouth of my cunt. I was beyond blushing, even when one of the onlookers pointed out that the hairy lips which I'd pulled back made my cunt look like the open beak of a turtle with an Oriental mustache. Even that couldn't stop me. I was too far gone to care. I dipped my finger into the raw hole, pulled a stream of cum out and used it to further lubricate my clit.
A climax came long before his but the other boys wouldn't allow me to stop playing with myself until he shot his wad. I lay there working myself over as they drooled at my humiliation.
My fingers drew more heat from my numb body and I was hot again before he trembled and pumped what felt like a cupful of jism into my ass.
He pulled his cock out. Another boy unzipped and forced me over so I was kneeling, dog fashion. My pussy
