Ginny closed the door behind her. Inside, the noise of the party had picked back up. It felt good to have her clothes back on. The dip in the pool, despite the fuck that went with it, had refreshed her. She stood for a moment and inhaled the evening air. Her tits thrust voluptuously against her blouse. The light breeze whipped her slacks about her long, lithe legs. She took a deep breath, then started down the walk.
She saw the two men sitting in the parked car. She couldn't make out any details of their faces. She only saw their silhouettes against the light. She saw fiery ashes for a moment as one of them flicked his cigarette out the window.
"Hey, baby!" the one in the passenger seat called to her as she walked past. "Let's have a little party of our own!"
She glanced coolly at him, then began walking past the car. Smart guys were one thing she didn't want just now. What she really wanted was to get back to her apartment and get into a hot tub of water. She would take a long bath, then cuddle up in her bed and read the new novel she had bought this week.
"Slow down, baby!" the man snarled. "Don't just prance on by us like that! Come on, honey. Talk with us for a minute."
"I'm busy," she snapped back over her shoulder. She swung past the car and was about to step into the street when the other two men suddenly appeared. They came from either, side of her, apparently having been waiting in the shadows behind this car and the one next to it.
"Man wants to talk to you!" one of them snarled as they grabbed her. They spun her about and hustled her into the back seat of the car before she had quite realized what was going on. The blonde started to scream. Her cry was throttled, however, by a huge hand that clapped over her mouth. The other man pressed the open blade of a knife against her side.
"None of that!" he panted. "No screaming. You be good, you hear?"
The car motor roared to life. Ginny was slung across the seat as the driver backed up, then swung the car along the drive. He sped out to the street and turned onto the thoroughfare. The blonde was pinned to the back seat by the rapid acceleration of the automobile. She glanced down at the knife blade, amazed that with all the movement of the car she hadn't been stabbed. She looked up as the man in the passenger seat turned around and smiled back at her.
"Like I said," he grinned, "let's have a little party of our own."
The blonde shuddered at the way he eyed her. She felt even more immediate threat from the way the men in the back seat were leaning against her. The one on her right had his hand on her thigh and was slowly caressing down toward her crotch. She shuddered at the smell of beer that came from him. The whole car reeked with the smell of stale beer. Her stomach gave a quick turn as she tried to breathe through her mouth to keep from smelling them.
"She didn't want to party with us," the man in the front told his friends. "What do you think we ought to do with a broad that thinks she's too good to party with us?"
"Fuck her!" the heavy-set man beside her grunted. "Let's fuck the shit out of her! Damn, she's sure got a sweet feeling pussy!"
His big hand clamped over her cunt and squeezed. The blonde gasped at the roughness of his treatment. She felt sickened by the way he laughed at her discomfort. He kept hold of her pussy, his hand pressing harder into her crotch.
"That's what ought to be done with girls who live in those singles' apartments," he muttered. "You're all smart cunts who let any rich guys get it up your ass. You treat us working men like trash, though."
Ginny's head snapped around at his words and the tone of his voice. Some girl at her complex must have refused him. Now he was going to take out his resentment on her. Her heart skipped a beat at the rising apprehension inside her. He was winning at her, his eyes sparkling with lust as he shook her cunt.
"Yeah," he muttered. "We'll see how special you think your pussy is after we finish working it over."
"We used to work up there at your apartments," the man in the front seat told her. "Man, I never saw so much pussy floating around in my life. They didn't want to pass it my way, though. You bitches seemed to think that your shit didn't stink or something. Hell, I'd keep a hard-on all day. Let one of those bastards in a coat and tie drive up, though, and you couldn't get in the sack fast enough."
There were girls like that, Ginny knew. Probably Lorelei was like that. There were girls who fucked with the guy's clothes, or his job, or car. They fucked his money or his importance. They didn't fuck the man himself. That was unimportant to them. The blonde shuddered again. These crude men had been offended by some girl like that. They thought she was that kind, and were after their share of fucking her.
"Please!" she whispered. "I'm not one of them. Please! Ohhh, don't you understand? I'm not like those girls you're mad at."
"Hey, gang!" the man to her left cried out. "Listen to her. She doesn't mind that we work construction. You hear that? She likes to fuck working men!"
He reached over and cupped one of her tits. His palm closed over her breast, pulling and pressing it roughly. His eyes met hers in a demanding challenge. He stared hard into the girl's face, his mouth tightening in pleasure as he worked at her lit.
"That right, baby?" he asked. "You like to fuck men like us? You prefer a stinking old cock like mine to one of them perfumed pricks the rich guys would slick to you?"
"Hey, Joe!" the man in the front seat laughed. "Maybe she's trying to tell us she don't fuck with anybody. You think she expects us to believe that?"
"Do you?" Joe asked her as he opened her blouse and ran his hand inside. "You think we'll believe that you were at that party back there, but didn't let any of the guys get to your pussy?"
They were tormenting her, Ginny realized. They were deliberately teasing and taunting her. There was nothing she could say that would talk them out of fucking her. She gasped as Joe ran his hand inside her bra and began pressing his rough fingers into the tender flesh of her tits. His partner, to her right, had found the zipper to her slacks and opened it. His hand was pushing inside her panties, a heavy finger searching for the gate of her cunt. He was missing two teeth in front. He grinned at her, the gaping holes in his mouth giving him an evil, frightening look.
"Next thing we know," he laughed, "she'll be trying to tell us that she didn't get laid back at that party." He leaned his face close to Ginny's. His breath was almost overpowering as he hovered over her. "Don't lie to old Stoney," he chuckled. "We know what that party was all about. Shit! We tried hard enough to get in there."
His finger got to her pussy and went roughly inside. He rubbed at her clit brutally. Ginny felt pain and apprehension tingle through her cunt as he thrust his finger past her clit and rubbed it around her soft pussy. She didn't know which, of them was the more frightening, Stoney fingerfucking her or Joe squeezing and pawing her tits. The blonde sat helpless, at the mercy of the two crude men, while the man in the front seat leered back and watched them.
"Get her lathered up good," he encouraged his buddies. "Get her all ready for me. Soon as we get to the shack, old Brad's going to try out that piece of tail."
"Why the hell do you always get to fuck them first?" Stoney muttered. "Seems like we ought to let the honors pass around sometimes."
"Maybe next time," the leader laughed. "Not with this cunt, though. Shit, I saw her body as she walked out that door. I said to myself that there wasn't going to be any cock get into that until I'd tried it out."
"Shit!" Joe murmured from the other side of Ginny. "You say that about all of them."
The argument, if it could be called that, was terminated by the car making a sharp turn, then coming to a stop. Ginny glanced out the windows. They were in a run-down area of the city, most of the buildings looking deserted and probably condemned. As they pulled her from the car she saw the darkened shapes of abandoned cars off to the side of the small driveway. Ahead was a small shack in the midst of stacks of unidentifiable metal. A junkyard, the girl guessed. They had brought her to a junkyard for their night of pleasure at her expense.
"Get her inside!" Brad ordered. "Get her in there and let's get a good look at the broad."
They half pulled, half dragged the blonde to the door. The man who had been driving stepped in front of them and unlocked the door, then went inside and turned on a single light. He waited, smiling, as they brought the girl inside and pushed her toward a small cot which sat against one of the dirty walls.
"Wow!" Joe whistled softly as he stood in front of the blonde and saw her clearly beneath the light. "God! We sure found us a beauty this time!"
Ginny shivered in fear at the way all four men were leering at her. She wondered how many other girls had been brought to this shack and raped. She wondered what had happened to the girls afterwards. The place stunk with the mixed smells of grease and booze and filth. The bare mattress was grimy, as dirty as the floor and walls of the small shack. She shuddered more deeply as she imagined how many girls had been forced to lay back on it and submit to whatever the men desired.
"Hurry up!" Brad snapped at her. "Come on, baby! Get out of those clothes. Show us what you've got for us. Let's see all your goodies!"
His companions laughed with him. They waited expectantly. When Ginny hesitated, the looming figure of Brad stepped toward her. His eyes burned with determination. His face twisted in lust. His breath was already coming in short pants as he reached toward her. He grabbed the neck of her blouse and jerked. Her buttons pulled loose as he yanked the blouse open.
"You going to undress?" he asked her in a snarling voice. "You want me to do it for you?"
"Man!" Stoney gloated. "I'd love to get my hands on her. I'll get them off her. Damn, if I won't get her naked!"
Ginny saw the pulsing bulge in his pants as he moved toward her. She felt a moment's relief when Brad stuck out an arm and pushed the smaller man back. The burly leader's eyes stayed on her, asking their question. Ginny nodded her head in compliance. She slowly began slipping her blouse over her shoulders and pulling off her slacks. The men watched her in eager fascination. They licked their lips hungrily at the sight of her naked tits when she removed her bra. Brad nodded toward her panties, even though the delicately thin nylon concealed very little from the eye.
"Everything, sweetheart!" he gasped. "Damn! You're sure one hell of a good-looking piece of pussy!"
He reached for his belt and released it. The frightened blonde watched from the small bed while he pulled his pants down. He dropped his shorts and let his ugly, angry-looking cock swing upwards in throbbing readiness. The burly man hesitated a moment, then grinned and began pulling his shirt off.
"Shit!" he panted. "You're worth getting everything off for. Hell yes! I want to feel those tits rubbing against my bare skin!"
He came toward her. He stepped to the bed and pushed her down on her back. Ginny was trembling in anguished fear as he crawled on top of her. He got himself between her legs and rammed his heavy cock against her pussy. He didn't shove it in at first. He held it in one hand and rubbed the great head in circles about her cuntlips. She saw the slow smile of lustful pleasure on his lips as he looked down at her soft, helpless body.
"What a piece of pussy!" he muttered again. "What a hell of a piece of pussy! I'm going to have the fuck of my life! Ohhhh, baby! What a fuck you're going to give me!"
The tall man who had been driving, the one member of the gang whose name Ginny had not heard, walked over to a small refrigerator. He pulled out three cans of beer and came back to join the other two men who were crowding around the cot, watching as their leader began his fuck. The blonde heard the snap of cans being opened. Then she gasped with pain as Brad suddenly rammed his hard piece of meat into her cunt.
"Ohhhhh!" she moaned at the pain of such a dry entry. "Please! Ohhhh, please!"
"No begging!" he snarled. "I don't like whimpering cunts. You stop whining and give me a good lay. Then we can enjoy the evening. You lay there and cry and I'll lose my temper with you."
He pumped his cock roughly at the entrance of her cunt, rubbing the knob of the cockhead over her clit. The blonde began to feel his warmth spread through her pussy as he kept working at her. He got one hand on her tits and began mashing at them brutally. His thumb rubbed viciously at her nipple, sending sharp pains rolling through her tits. His other hand slid beneath her ass, grabbing roughly at one buttock and pulling her cunt harder over his pulsing cock.
"Uhhhh!" he moaned in pleasure. "Ohhhhh, how sweet! What a sweet little cunt!"
"Hey, you bastard!" Stoney called down from above them. "You going to talk about it all night, or you going to get to balling? Hell, I'm about to pop off just looking at all that pussy!"
"Shut up!" Brad snarled. "Pop off if you have to! Pussy like this ought to be taken slow and easy. This is no quick bang piece of cunt. This is the real thing! Damn! This is sure some fine little pussy!"
His cock thrust past her clit and stretched the blonde's cunt. He pumped slowly at her, seeming to enjoy every throb of his excited pecker. He twisted about, waving his hard meat inside her. Then he bent his body enough to get his face at her tits. His unshaven face felt like sandpaper on the sensitive skin of her tits as he started sucking on the nipple. He cupped and squeezed one tit while sucking hungrily on the other. His tongue lapped eagerly across her tit, then he opened his mouth as wide as he could and tried to see how much of the trembling globe he could suck inside.
"Mmmmm!" he moaned, his hand working in a frenzy on the girl's ass. "Ooooooo! Mmmmm!"
His cock seemed to leap with new pleasure. He slammed his body at her more roughly, driving his meat deeper into her pussy. He had her juices beginning to flow now. Despite the terror inside the girl, despite the pain of his rough face against her tits, despite the crude violence with which he was fucking her, she began to respond to the presence of his cock. Her cunt glowed and pulsed, closing over his prick tightly and sucking lusciously on the driving hunk of hard meat. Sharp spasms of desire shook her pussy. She heard the sound of his cock slapping through the gushing oils. She felt his body tense in pleasure as he fucked her with greater abandon. They rolled from side to side on the small bed. He lifted his face from her tits and straightened above her. His face glowed with delight. His mouth hung loosely open, saliva drooling from the corners of his lips.
"You like this?" he asked, without expecting a reply. "You like to get a real man in your cunt?"
"Get her, Brad!" the driver called out. "Fuck her, man! She feels it! Ohh, man! She knows she's got a piece of cock in her now!"
"Yeah," Brad snorted. "Your pussy is getting all hot, huh? All right, sweetheart. Now let's get to some real fucking!"
He wrapped his arms about her and began driving his prick at her roughly. He slammed his body against her so that each mad thrust shook her all the way through. His cock was hot now, heating her pussy like crazy as it kept driving up into her. She hadn't realized that she'd wrapped her legs around him. She didn't realize that her ass was working rapidly, answering his passion as it rubbed her cunt along his gleaming prick.
"Mmmmm!" the blonde groaned. "Ooooo! Come on! Fuck me! Mmmmm! Ride my pussy, Brad! Fuck me!"
"How's that, boys?" he called up to his friends. "She's all for it. I knew she'd like it, once we got her all greased up. All right, baby! Let's ride! Let's wear that pussy out!"
His body began to shake as his lust built to a peak. He began struggling for air. He heaved and panted above her. He pulled her against him and rubbed her tits wildly over his chest. He humped his cock into her pussy with insane frenzy. Ginny lay beneath him, helpless to prevent her body from responding to his fuck. She was panting as wildly as he. She was glowing and moaning as frantically as he. Her pussy needed only the touch of his cum to explode into her own soaring orgasm.
"Ooooeeee!" she heard her voice shrieking through the room. "Oooooeeee! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me! Oooooeeeeee!"
"Aaaaaaiiii!" he screamed back. "Uhhhh! Ohhhhh! Yes! Fuck this sweet cunt! Ohhhh!"
His cock shivered and trembled. His meat quivered inside her as it unloaded his hot wad. He fucked her in blind fury as he shot his cum into her waiting, pulsing cunt.