'Nooooo!'
Her thigh muscles tensed as she felt him drawing back, bracing, then shove down hard once more. Again his cockhead struck the cherry. But this time Jack didn't give up. He pushed his knees harder against her thighs, rolling her ass up, angling his cock while shoving as hard as he could.
Cindy thought the world was coming to an end. Explosions seemed to go off in her head while brilliant multi-colored lights popped behind her eyes. And all the while the pain, that awful tearing pain, grew worse and worse. Sweat dripped off Jack's forehead, splashing on her belly and tits while his cockshaft bent at the middle from the pressure. Something had to give.
'Wawwhwhwhhhh!'
With a tearing sensation rippling through her body, Cindy felt her cherry rip free of its anchorage.
'Oh nooooo!'
The veins stood out in her neck while raspy, choking sounds came from her mouth. It was gone, really gone! With another cry, Cindy nearly passed out from the sharp, hot pain racing through her cunt. Every muscle in her body seemed to cramp as Jack drove his dick all the way in. All those nine thick hot inches slipped into her young pussy, his fat cock fitting tightly.
Cindy waited, waited for unconsciousness. But it never came. Something strong, something that refused to give in, kept her going. She lay there, spread open, almost split in two. He was all the way in her fuck hole, imbedded to the base of his shaft. That terrible rape created a force that sent shock waves through her pussy, into her tits and belly, making her head ache and her brain spin.
'Fuckin' A, baby. You ain't bleedin' much,' he said, checking with his fingers. 'And you're still hot to trot. I dig that. I dig a bitch who don't like to give up even when she's just lost her cherry.'
He was mocking her, laughing at her while fucking her! She could have scratched off his face, torn his eyes out. Yet she lay there, speared by his fat dick, her mind just as torn as her former cherry.
'Now we're gonna have the rest of the fun,' he said, fingering her tits, then smoothing his rough hands over her thighs.
Cindy cringed at his touch… shrank from it, yet at the same time wanted more of it. Slowly he began to fuck her, drawing his cock halfway out, then slipping it back in all the way. Cindy grunted with each fucking forward thrust, feeling her cunt walls shrinking back behind his retreating dickhead, only to be shoved apart when Jack shoved it back in once more.
In and out, in and out, faster and faster the big stud fucked her. His hands moved up, holding her shoulders down hard against the floor while his cock fucked her soppy hole.
In spite of herself, in spite of the terror still present, Cindy responded hotly to this violent fucking.
'Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!'
Her tits jiggled each time Jack's hips pounded against her thighs. He was fucking her harder, faster. He slammed into her again and again, stretching her young cunt. Soon the pain from the torn roots of her cherry faded, replaced now with a wild wonderful sensation of lust.
'Fuck it out, bitch. Come on, move that ass! Move it around!' he snarled, his breathing becoming labored.
He slapped her ass hard, his fingers leaving long red marks against her flesh. At the same time Jack bit the side of her neck, nearly breaking the flesh. Cindy screamed with pain, drawing her hands up and curling her fingers into fists. She beat his chest, pushed up, did anything she could to drive the man away.
But it was useless. He was just too big, too insistent, too bent on fucking her, on huffing her with his dick.
'Oh yeah, baby, yeah, milk my cock! Come on, milk it good!'
Her body was betraying her, giving her away! She felt her pussy muscles spasming, actually grabbing onto his pumping dick and holding on while his bells tightened in their sac, getting ready to pump out that rich man- cream that would eat through her cunt walls like acid.
'Ohhhhhh…'
Cum, jizz. They were words her girlfriends used to giggle about in school johns. They talked about different ways they could get their boyfriends off without worrying about getting knocked up. That was the least of Cindy's worries now.
'Yeah, yeah.'
As he rode her, Cindy tightened up, her cunt clutching at his pounding dick. He was panting as she started to match his wild pistoning. The next cry that came from her mouth was a cry of greed, of need. She wanted Jack, wanted him as she'd never wanted anything else! If only her mother could see her now, see what all those years of careful moral upbringing had brought her! This fine little girl, the best little girl in the world as her mother loved calling her, was now whoring herself, embracing a stranger, helping a rapist violate her!
'Ugnnhghhhh!'
Cindy held on tightly. No longer did she want to beat him away, to drive him off her body. She was too much in heat, too high on her own sex trip to stop him. Nothing could have stopped her. A bomb crashing through the roof would have gone unnoticed as she clawed her way through the red fog settling over her brain. Cum, climax, orgasm… all those strange words drifted through her confused mind as Jack entered the final round of fucking.
'Bitch, fuckin' slut, whore!'
He hit her again, this time his knuckles bruising her right cheek. Then he fell on top of her body, his hairy asscheeks rising and falling rapidly, glistening with sweat. He was fucking her wildly, getting ready to dump his load into her cunt! Cindy's body rocked and jiggled with each terrible forward thrust.
And then it happened. She felt the first bursts of cum burn into her pussy. It was the first time, the very first time, she felt that wonderful spraying sensation, the feeling of her cunt being filled with jizz. She held on for dear life as Jack thrust forward hard, driving his cock up her slit, spilling the last of his fizz. She felt the white milky stuff overflowing her cunt, spattering her thighs and the lower crease of her ass.
Cindy kept him prisoner with her legs and arms, working her ass instinctively from side to side, rubbing her clit again and again against his hot, still throbbing dick until flashes of fire raced through her cunt. Showers of sparks rained into her pussy as her clit throbbed and quivered, gripped in the throes of her first massive climax.
'Wawwwwhwwhhh!'
Cindy kicked out one leg, twisting her body as much as she could under his sweaty weight. Again and again the throbbing pulses of her orgasm tore through her cunt, knocking the wind from her lungs, leaving her weaker and weaker with each dying spasm. Finally it was over. Jack grunted, then pushed away, searching for his pants.
Cindy lay still, watching him dress silently. Even when he stepped over her without looking down, she watched him. What had happened to her? Why had she suddenly become a willing victim, wanting more pain, wanting more hurt, wanting him to stay with her. If only she had the courage, the will to prop herself up and beg him to stay with her. She needed him, wanted to feel his arms around her, holding her, touching her while his dick fucked out her hole.
'Good fuck, baby. We'll see how you make out later with the others.'
The others? Reality crashed in on her like a bomb. She didn't move, afraid the slightest twitch would inspire some awful act on Jack's part. The desire for him to stay was gone now. She only wanted him to leave her alone. She had to sort out all the confusing, conflicting feelings now racing through her mind.
When the door slammed shut and she was alone again, Cindy continued to see him, to feel him in her. Oozing cum and blood dampened her cunt. She wondered then why she had reacted the way she had. As she tried to figure out her emotions during the rape, another concern intruded into her thoughts. Could she withstand the onslaught that was sure to come later? And what about her mother? What awful torment was she going through at this point? Surely she had noticed by now that her daughter was overdue from coming home from the market. Cindy drew both hands to her mouth and stifled the sobs that racked her body.
Back at home, Rhoda Williams had problems of her own. Her daughter was late coming home and she was about to set out, to look for her. But the phone had rang just as she was about to leave the house. Rushing back to the ball, Rhoda picked up the receiver, expecting to hear her daughter's voice at the other end.
'I want to suck your cunt.'
