doing.
'Man, oh, man, she's somethin' else – with that fuckin' butt high up in the air and you fuckin' the shit outta her ass,' Hank said, reaching down and pulling the tab of his zipper.
Betty cried out. If he had to fuck her, why couldn't he fuck her in the cunt? Why the ass? Why was he causing her all this pain when it would have felt much better for her to have that fat hard prick up her cunt? She swung her ass around as much as she could, tugging again at the restraining ropes until they chafed her wrists badly. Still Gino kept his prick against her asshole, shoving down, forcing more and more of that cockhead into her shit-chute.
'Uughhhhh!' she grunted.
Betty felt the obscene slickness of his outer cockskin rubbing against her shitter. How odd it was having something that slick, something that big and hot being shoved up her ass. Even Annie's finger didn't produce the storm of sensations now rioting through her body. Relax. That was the only thing she could do. If only she could relax, then the pain wouldn't be nearly as bad.
Relax, relax! she told herself, shaking loose hair from in front of her wide eyes.
And then he dropped his grip on her hips. She felt the hand snaking back to her tits. The girl squirmed, moving her ass back toward the hard muscles of Gino's belly. The big stud noticed this move and smiled, shaking the sweat from his eyes.
'Man, I knew it. Give this girl a little cock and she goes nuts. She digs it, wants more of it. Christ, I could fuck the shit outta her butt and cunt all fuckin' day,' Gino said, slapping Betty's asscheeks hard with both hands and watching them jiggle.
'Yeah, but don't forget we ain't got all day.'
'The coach's gonna wanna know where the hell we are in a while. We gotta get through with this little bitch pretty fuckin' soon,' Hank warned, glancing nervously up the iron stairs to the locked door. The janitor would be returning in a while to check his machinery. They had to fuck Betty and get her back into the corridor before that happened or they'd all be in a pile of shit.
'Man, let 'em find us. I could fuck this chick in the slammer!' Gino boasted.
Gino was going as crazy as Betty. She moved her ass back and forth in accordance with Gino's orders. He slapped her thighs and ass, telling her when to move up, when to move down, when to slide her asscheeks from side to side. She blinked away the tears of shame, feeling her asshole finally relaxing. Her shitter was opening up to the wild man, letting more and more of his cock into her body.
And then a powerful contraction! She felt her asshole clamping down on the intruding cock, nearly shoving it out. Gino grunted, bringing his hands back up to her hips and arching his body back to gain better leverage. He shoved in hard. That pain, that awful paint Betty groaned, feeling as if he were splitting her wide open. It was almost as bad as the first fuck, the first time someone had torn her cherry away.
'Oooohhh!' she screamed.
The agony spread out to the edges of her asscheeks, making her gasp and puff. Her nostrils flared while her fingers trembled against her ankles. The beatings, the wild fuckings had been easier than that. At least Hank had used a hole that Betty had wanted filled.
'I can't… can't take this.'
'Sure you can… real good too! Just gotta loosen up a little,' Hank said, moving one hand down to his crotch. Betty opened her eyes and saw him pulling out his long prick, wagging his cock in front of her face.
'Noooo!' she cried.
The widening head of his cock seemed to go on forever. Betty wept, fanning out her toes until they cramped. Fucked in the ass! The thought sent shivers of revulsion racing up and down her spine. Just the thought of it made her sick. And it was happening, really happening to her! And now both his hands were covering her tits, pinching her nipples, rolling them around like tiny peas. It was awful! Betty groaned through clenched teeth. She thought of Annie, of those wild conversations they had in the cafeteria talking about guys. How she had giggled over the thought of fucking even though she couldn't have imagined herself fucking in the near future. How she'd envied Annie and her daring. She never would have guessed that she would end up fucking the girl, fucking her boyfriend, then fucking around with him again in this awful position. Her life had become a nightmare in such a terribly short period of time!
'Ughhhhhh!' she grunted.
Her home, the safety of her bedroom, everything she had held dear and sacred to her were being violated, dirtied by this foul man. Betty knew she would never feel safe any more, never feel completely clean.
Gino was pinching her nipples so hard, twisting and turning the nubs until she squealed. They were always making her squeal and scream. That's what they wanted, needed to hear! How long would this go on?
CHAPTER TEN
There was another easing of the pressure in her ass. Again the girl thought Gino was pulling out. Maybe he would change his mind, clean off his prick and fuck his cock up her cunt. How hot her pussy was getting, how the cunt lips were slick with fuck juice, rubbing against one another. And there was nothing inside, nothing that could ease the pressure and the terrible itchiness driving her crazy. That board between her legs kept her from even easing the heat herself by rubbing her thighs together. It was awful, terrible. And all the while that perfectly good cock was stuffed in her shitter, spreading her ass lining apart while her cunt went begging.
'Maybe she'd like a little inspiration you know, a cock in the mouth!' Hank said, moving one hand to his prick shaft and raising his cock up to her fade. Betty winced, turning her head away from him. She could smell his crotch. The odor made her cunt walls buckle, pushing her into high heat. Suck cock? Yeah! She remembered that day in the cafeteria when Annie sat there experimenting with the peeled banana, telling her that it was important to retract the teeth while sucking prick. Betty could almost laugh now. She remembered how shocked she had been at her friend's words and actions. And then, Gino had walked up, swaggering, laughing at her, nearly raping her right there. Now he was doing it, fucking her ass while Hank was wagging his cock in front of her face, talking about her sucking on it. No, no, she wouldn't do it, wouldn't do it!
'Nooooo!' she yelled.
Her arms and legs spasmed. That fat cockhead finally popped through completely. Betty cried out again, straightening her legs, easing some of the strain off her arms and shoulders as the board kept chafing the fronts of her ankles.
'Suck it!' Hank said, rubbing the salty tip of his prick over her lips.
Betty shook her head from side to side, clamping her jaws shut. She wasn't going to take that filthy cock in her mouth! He could go right on and shove his prick back into his Levi's as far as she was concerned.
'Ohhhh, yeah. Man, oh, man, it's somethin' else havin' your cock stuffed up a butt! Christ, this one's got an asshole almost like a cunt. She's milkin' away at it. Christ, baby, where'd you learn somethin' like that? That's whoring, man, real whoring!'
She couldn't help herself. Betty's body was doing strange things she couldn't possible understand. The girl screamed, her pussy going into tremors of need. That feeling in her shitter was changing, becoming something good, something incredibly warm and wanted. But still it wasn't what she needed – a good hard fucking in the pussy. She needed a prick fucking back and forth in her cunt, rubbing against her clit. There were two perfectly good cocks in that basement now and neither of them were in her pussy!
Betty felt completely torn. She wrestled her tits against Hank's hands, feeling the pain from her nipples driving more heat into her crotch. He was still fucking his prick in, still spreading her ass lining more and more while her ass muscles ached from the pressure.
Hank was still trying to force his cock into her mouth. She tried moving, but the big stud clamped both hands against the back of her head, forcing her to keep her face pressed against his groin. He was groaning, hunching back and forth, rubbing his cock along her cheeks. Betty felt her stomach turn over again. There was nothing she could do to keep his cock out of her mouth. He could hit her, really hurt her if she tried something dumb like biting his prick. Again the girl tried backing down from the advancing prick. But then she only impaled herself more on the cock behind her. Crying out, Betty opened her mouth to let out a moan. Hank smiled, shoving forward, fucking
