There were two things Leslie Carter wanted most of all. One was to marry a man with lots of money. She could wait until she graduated from high school for that. But the other thing she wanted was more immediate. She wanted to be head cheerleader.
It depended on the athletes' votes as to who would be head cheerleader, and the girl that was running against Leslie was a girl named Sherry Andrews. Sherry was one of those big-titted, innocent-looking things that easily turned boys' heads. Everybody was confident that Sherry was going to win.
But Leslie had a plan, and it started with cornering the captain of the football team one afternoon after school.
She was waiting near his car when he finished practice. He was a big, husky boy who was surprised to see her there.
"Hello, Leslie," he said. "Were you waiting for me?"
"I sure was," Leslie said. "I want to talk to you."
"If it's about my vote it's already taken. You know I've been dating Sherry."
"I know that," Leslie said. "But I have a little proposition to make to you. That is, if you'll give me a ride home and you're willing to listen."
"I'll listen," he said, "but it had better be good."
She slipped in beside him as he started the car. She was silent until he left the school grounds and was driving slowly toward her house.
"Now what is this about a proposition?" he asked.
"Well, Jim," she said. "You see, I know what boys want and I know that Sherry's not giving you any."
He looked at her in shock. It was true that Sherry was one of those nice girls who allowed him little more than a good night kiss.
"You mean you're willing?" he questioned, reaching for her knee.
She quickly shrugged his hand away. She certainly didn't want that kind of reputation around school. "Of course not, silly," she said. "It's just that I know someone who might be willing. That is, if I can get a written promise from the football team."
Jim considered the possibilities. It was true that if it were handled quietly he could get a piece of pussy and still be able to date Sherry. After all, she would never know who had voted for whom.
"Let me get this straight," Jim said. "If I vote for you, you can promise to get me fucked."
"I wouldn't put it like that," Leslie smiled, "but I can promise you someone who's quite willing to do anything you ask."
"Well," Jim said. "That means getting me fucked. But I can't speak for the rest of the football team. I could give you my vote but I can't promise you any more."
"Hmmm." Leslie pursed her lips in thought. "You mean you, can't influence them in any way?"
"I wouldn't dare. The coach might hear about it."
"Well then," Leslie said. "What if I could promise them the same thing?"
"You mean the whole football team?" Jim said incredulously.
"All of them that counted."
"If you do that," Jim said. "You could count on getting the election."
"I can do it. Where and when?"
Jim thought for a moment. "You know the old playground near the school?"
Leslie nodded.
"Have her there at four. There are some old dugouts where the baseball team used to play. That should give us enough privacy."
"And when?" Leslie asked.
"How about four on Saturday."
"Saturday's fine. She'll be there. And I hope you all have a good time."
They stopped before Leslie's house. Jim watched her as she left his car and walked up her walkway. Four on Saturday. Jim was no virgin, but he was excited about the prospect of a real gang bang. He wondered who the girl would be and then he decided it wouldn't matter. As long as she had tits and a cunt she would be fine. If she was ugly they could always put a paper bag over her head.
That evening he called all of his friends and the date was set. He could hear the excitement in their voices. They would vote for King Kong for head cheerleader for a piece of ass.
Saturday was a beautiful day. At four o'clock the boys were gathered at the old playground. There were twelve of them and they were all horny as hell.
They kept asking who the girl was going to be and Jim had to keep telling them that he didn't know. He hoped it wasn't a trick on Leslie's part. He was going to be mad as hell if it was.
But a few minutes later Leslie and another girl entered the parking lot and walked toward them. Jim shaded his eyes against the sun. He knew the girl. He had seen her around school. Cindy something or other. She wasn't a bad-looking girl. She had good tits and a slender waist and blonde hair that swept her shoulders.
His cock began to get hard.
"Hello, boys," Leslie said. "This is Cindy."
The boys nodded at Leslie but their eyes were feasting on Cindy.
"What did you want to show me, Leslie?" Cindy asked.
"These boys," Leslie said innocently. "They're all members of the football team and they've been waiting for you."
"Waiting for me?" Cindy asked. "What for?" Her eyes were wide and puzzled. Jim cursed under his breath. He wasn't going to rape her. He thought Leslie had told her what she was here for, but Cindy looked as if she didn't know.
"Ahh hell," one of the boys said. "I thought we were going to get a piece of ass. I think I'm going home."
Cindy turned to Leslie and her face was accusing. "Did you promise them that? That I would do that with all of them?"
"Come on, Cindy," Leslie said coldly. "You're my friend and it's the only way I'll get the election. Besides, you won't miss it."
"I'm going home," Cindy said. "I'm not a friend of yours any more."
"Then go home," Leslie said. "But remember. I know all about what the Cross brothers do. They'll get awfully mad if they think you've been spreading rumors around."
"You'd do that?" Cindy questioned. "You'd do that to me?"
"I want the election very badly," Leslie shrugged.
"Damn," Cindy said softly, looking around at the twelve boys. They were all rugged-looking and strong and could probably go more than once.
"Well?" Jim asked. "What's it to be?"
"I'll do it," Cindy said. "It doesn't look like I've got much choice."
The boys seemed to get shy after that. They backed away from Cindy and looked at one another. They weren't sure about things now. They didn't want to look like fools with their cocks hanging out. Who would go first? Cindy settled things.
"Well I'm not going to do it out in the open," Cindy said. "Let's get in the dugout."
Cindy went in first and looked around. The place was old and dirty. The bench was rotten. She had no desire to allow twelve boys the use of her body in this dirty place, but she was also afraid. Leslie was just the type to go around spreading rumors about the Cross brothers and pinning the blame on her.
And Cindy was very much afraid of the Cross brothers. They knew how to hurt someone in hundreds of different ways, and they didn't mind using any of them.
Jim followed her into the dugout and she turned to look at him. Any other time she might have wanted to fuck this husky good-looking boy, but not with twelve more outside.
She sighed. She might as well get it over with.
"How do you want it?" she asked Jim.
"How?" Jim asked.
She sighed. He had the look of the innocent about him. She imagined that more than half of the boys had never fucked a girl.
She shrugged and began to unbutton her blouse. She shrugged it off her shoulders and carefully folded it. She was aware that the boys were crowding around the entrance to the dugout trying to see her.
She arched her back so that she could give them a good show. She was wearing a black low-cut bra that barely contained her tits. Her tits seemed to be two small puppies fighting their way out of the tight confines of the bra.
"Do you like them?" she asked Jim.
"Take the bra off," he said. "Then I'll tell you."
She smiled. His throat was dry and the words were croaked out and she knew he was getting hotter by the moment. She reached behind her back and undid the snaps. The bra fell away.
There was a sharp intake of breath from all the boys. Once more she arched her back so that her proud tits stood out firmly. Her huge brown nipples had already gotten hard.
"Now do you like them?" she asked.
"Oh God yes," he said.
"Taste them," she said.
Jim looked uncomfortable. He looked up at the boys watching.
"Please taste them," Cindy said again. "You'll like them."
Jim waited no longer. He dropped to his knees in front of Cindy and drew in one of her large tits. He sucked it into his mouth as far as he could.
Cindy gasped. His tongue was doing things to her nipple. He raised a hand to fondle her other tit. He was enjoying himself. He was making noises of pleasure as he gobbled more of her creamy flesh into his mouth.
"That's nice," Cindy encouraged.
He dropped his hands and then brought them up under her skirt. He cupped her ass cheeks and started squeezing them gently.
Cindy could feel the heat taking over her body. None of the boys was speaking or smiling. They watched in wide-eyed amazement.
Cindy dropped down and lay with her legs spread. Jim moved away from her tits and tugged at her panties. He pulled them off and threw them to the watching boys. There were a few jeering laughs. He tugged her skirt up to her waist.
"I'm going to fuck you, Cindy," he said.
"Yes," she said. "Go ahead and fuck me. Go ahead."
He unzipped his fly. When his prick sprang out he moved between her legs.
"God!" someone said from the dugout entrance. "He's really going to do it!"
Cindy wondered if the boy were an idiot. Of course they were going to do it. That was why they were here.
Jim pushed and his prick easily entered Cindy's cunt. She raised her legs and crossed them behind his back.
Cindy didn't try to stay with him. She knew it would only be a few moments before he came. Impatient boys were always like that. She rested her head and closed her eyes.
She could feel him pounding within her cunt. She could feel it when his cock-head began to enlarge, and his breath quickened.
"I'm going to do it!" he cried. "Oh fuck, Cindy! Oh shit! I'm going to come! I'm going to fill your cunt with my cum!"
She tightened up as he poured his cum into her cunt. He jerked and moaned and his prick kept shooting wads of stuff into her.
Finally he fell away.
He barely had time to get his pants buttoned up before another boy was there. He was a red-haired boy with a nice smile. He unbuckled his trousers and slid them down to his knees.
"Jesus," he said as he fell over Cindy and inserted his cock.
He had a magnificent cock. She felt it push against her cunt walls as he entered, and the friction was a nice pleasant feeling.
She didn't try to stay with him either. She moved her hips a little and he popped almost before he got his cock in good. She knew then that he was a virgin. He started to draw out and she caught his arm.
"No," she said. "Stay a minute. You might as well get your money's worth."
"But I can't go again," he said. "I've already shot my wad."
"Sure you can," Cindy advised.
She began to move her hips under him and his limp prick began to get hard.
He looked at her in disbelief. "I'm getting hard again."
"Sure you are," Cindy smiled. "I know what makes you feel good."
This time he gave her a good fucking. They rocked gently back and forth for a long while, his prick just touching her cunt walls and his strong chest rubbing against her tits.
"Oh yes!" Cindy cried. "Oh yes, do it! You feel so good against me! So good!"
This time he gave a loud groan, his prick grew and expanded, and his cum began to pour into her waiting cunt.
"Thank you, Cindy," he said. "Oh God, thank you."
She gave his head a little pat as he moved away from her. It was a shy one's turn. He was a small boy who was the quarterback for the football team. His friends pushed him forward.
"No," he said. "I don't think so. I think someone else ought to go next."
"What's the matter?" Cindy asked, smiling. He turned a bright shade of red. "I can't," he said in a low voice.
"You can't?" Cindy asked. "Why can't you?" There was a loud cheer at the boy's expense. "He can't!" one boy yelled. "Maybe he can only make it with a football!"
"Come here," Cindy said.
He approached her. Cindy got on her knees. She unbuckled the boy's pants and took them down.
Then she rolled his shorts down.
His limp prick looked pitiful. Again the boys laughed, and Cindy felt her heart go out to the boy.
"Don't worry," she said. "Momma will help." She bent her head and brushed her lips across the tip of his cock. He drew back suddenly.
"Don't do that," he said.
"Just trust me," Cindy urged. "I'll make it better."
Cindy licked down the underside of his cock. She licked his balls. She ran her tongue back up to the tip of his prick.
"It's going to feel good," Cindy promised. "Just relax."
The boy was so frightened that he could hardly move. There was a great deal of tension in his back and shoulders. There was fear in his eyes.
Cindy sucked the tip of his cock into her mouth. She teased at his tiny hole with her tongue. She was rewarded by a stirring of his cock!
He was beginning to feel something. She smiled at herself. If anyone knew how to suck cocks, Cindy did. She was capable of bringing even the deadest cock back to life.
She sucked him in all the way to his balls. He gave a soft groan. It grew louder as his prick began to grow. It became firm and strong in her mouth.
"There," Cindy said, drawing away. "Who told you you couldn't get it hard?"
"Another girl," the boy admitted. There was the gleam of pride in his eyes.
"She must have been sick," Cindy said. "It's a good cock. It'll make the girls happy."
Cindy looked up at the waiting boys, their faces alive with anticipation.
"But now we better put it somewhere," she said.
She fell back and pulled him over on top of her. His cock pushed at her pussy entrance.
"Let me," Cindy said.
She took his cock in hand and guided him into her hot pussy. He gave a groan as his cock went in. She tightened on his cock and he groaned louder.
"Fuck me," Cindy urged. "Give it to me good!" The boy needed no more encouragement. He began to fuck her cunt furiously, and this time Cindy went with him. His cock felt good in her cunt and she began to get tingles up and down her back.
"Oh Jesus!" the boy cried. "I'm coming! Oh fuck, I'm coming!"
"So am I, baby!" Cindy said. "Your cock is doing it to me! I can feel you squirting! Oh God, oh God, oh God!"
He collapsed on top of her. His hot sweaty body felt good to Cindy, and she hugged him to her.
"It was Goddamn good," Cindy whispered into his ear so that the others couldn't hear. "Better than anybody."
The young boy flushed with pride as he got up and buckled his trousers.
This time three boys came at her at once. They almost fought each other to get to her first.
"Hold it," Cindy said. "I can take you all on. Just go easy. We've got a long time."
Cindy was sore as hell. She got up and buttoned herself back into her clothes. Her cunt ached. Her mouth ached. One of the boys had fucked her ass and that hurt also. Cindy trudged wearily out of the dugout. A dozen boys lay on the soft green grass. They looked contented. Cindy sincerely hoped they were.
"I'm going home," she said.
She was surprised at the boys. Each one of them jumped up and offered her a ride.
"Why thank you," Cindy said, "but it's just a short walk."
"Nothing is too good for you," Jim said. "We'll take you home. And if there's every anything else we can do for you, just ask."
Cindy thought about what Jim had said, and she naturally thought about the Cross brothers. She hated the Cross brothers more than anybody she had ever known.
They were cruel and she had been hurt many times by them. Very few people wanted to mess with the Cross brothers, but an entire football team? She looked at Jim's broad shoulders. He might be strong enough. And the others? Surely they could handle the Cross brothers.
"Jim?" she asked.
"Yes."
"Did you really mean it when you asked if there was anything you can do for me?"
"You know I did."
"Then there is something you can do for me."
Slowly she outlined her situation with the Cross brothers. Jim smacked a hard fist into his hand after he had heard her entire story.
"Those fucking bastards!" he said. "I'll tell you what. Don't you worry about them any more. They won't be coming to see you."
"But they're very strong," Cindy said.
"Don't you worry," Jim assured her. "We'll handle the Cross brothers."
Kathy Cross was feeling hot again. She had expected Jimmy to come by today and she had prepared herself for him. But Jimmy hadn't shown up. She put away her little nightie that she was going to model for him and started fixing her brothers' supper.
Her brothers came in early. They seemed to be proud of themselves for something. They were laughing and patting each other on the back.
"Ahh, Kathy," Donald said. "We had a good paycheck this week and we've got an order for more work."
"Good," Kathy said.
She put their supper on the table and they ate like starving men. Now and then Donald would look up at her and laugh. As she moved around the table to serve them he allowed his hand to brush her ass with more familiarity than usual.
"You're getting a figure on you, girl!" Donald boomed. "Soon enough the boys will start chasing you."
"They're already chasing me," Kathy admitted.
"They are?" Donald questioned, laughing. "You tell me who the little beggar is and I'll cut his little pecker off."
Kathy laughed too, but she had a feeling her brother meant it. She would never dare to tell him about Jimmy. Donald quit eating. He wiped his hands on the tablecloth and then reached across the table and drew Kathy into his lap.
"I'm a horny one today!" he laughed. "How about giving me a little kiss?"
His mouth came down on hers in a bruising way. His huge tongue probed between her lips and she opened her mouth wide to receive him. She felt that huge prick stirring under her ass.
"How about cutting it out?" Adam said. "She's your sister."
Kathy didn't want him to cut it out. She was moving her ass against his prick and she knew he was enjoying it. His tongue was getting more free with her lips and face.
"Ah hell," he said. "She's as hot as a firecracker. She wants old Donald. I can feel her rubbing her ass on my prick."
"Cut it out," Adam snarled. "She's too young and she's your sister. Besides, we have things to talk about. Plans to make."
"Yeah," Donald said reluctantly. "I guess you're right."
He pushed her away and forgot about her as he turned to his brother and they began to go over their plans for the next day. The brothers had already decided that Debbie was about ready to be raffled. But they needed at least two dozen women for the new raffle. That would involve a lot of hard work.
Kathy wasn't listening to them. Her cunt was burning hot as she cleared the dishes away. Goddamn that Adam anyway! He had spoiled things. She had the feeling that another few minutes and Donald would have been dragging her to bed. God, how she would love to touch, kiss and fuck that huge prick of his! It would hurt but it would be a wonderful hurt.
The boys talked for about an hour. Then they went to their rooms. Kathy hurried to her room and took the piece of wood out of her peephole. She peered through.
Donald was undressing. She trembled with excitement. She never heard her door open and close softly.
"Well I'll be Goddamned!" Adam said.
Kathy jumped away from her peephole.
Adam was standing behind her dressed in his undershirt and shorts.
"Donald!" he yelled to his brother in the next room. "Get your butt over here!"
Donald was there in a minute. He held a pistol in his hand. "What's up?"
"You can put the gun away. Guess what I just saw your sister doing? She's been peeping on you. I guess she's been spying on your cock."
"Well," Donald said, putting his hands on his hips. "I guess all cunts are alike even if she's your sister. What do you think we ought to do?"
"I think," Adam said softly, "that we should give her what she wants."
Kathy was trembling. She was suddenly very afraid. Spying and dreaming about her two rugged brothers was one thing, but having them in her room was another. They looked fierce as they stared at her. Donald licked his lips.
"You're right. How about that, Kathy? Do you want what we've got?"
"I was just looking," Kathy said.
She didn't know what she wanted all of a sudden. She was too scared. What she really wanted was for them to leave.
"I won't look any more," Kathy said. "I promise."
"Take your clothes off, Kathy," Adam demanded.
"Please, Adam," she said. "I promise I won't peek. I'll be good."
"Take your fucking clothes off!" Donald boomed.
With trembling fingers Kathy did as they asked. She stood before them naked. Donald looked at her young body with obvious interest.
"I don't believe I've ever fucked anybody as young as you," he said.
"I'm scared," Kathy murmured.
"Why be scared?" Adam taunted. "We're only going to give you what every cunt wants."
Donald finished undressing. His prick sprang out long and hard between his legs. The sight of it made Kathy's legs get weak.
Now that it was up close she didn't desire it as much. The damn thing was big enough to kill her.
"Come here," Donald said.
She walked to him. His huge hand took a handful of her hair and pulled it back. He pulled it back so far that her head felt as if it were going to pop!
"Please," she whispered.
"On your knees," he said. "I want you to suck it, Sister."
He let go of her and she dropped to her knees. Her face was close to his shaft and she could drink in all of his male odor. It was a strong odor. He pushed her face closer to his cock.
"Take it in your mouth."
She opened her mouth as wide as it would go but she could only get the tip of his cock in. She sucked on it as hard as she could.
"Not much of a cock sucker," Adam observed. "She'll do," Donald smiled. He smashed a hand suddenly to the back of her head and his cock went deeper. She thought her mouth was going to split. She couldn't breathe.
"That's a little better," he said.
She was hurting badly but he didn't care. He pushed deeper and deeper and began to rock back and forth.
Tears stung her eyes and vomit was in the back of her throat. Still, he had no pity on her. He kept his prick in her mouth, pushing, shoving and rocking until he exploded. Great gobs of jism went down her throat to make her gag. Drops fell down her cheeks and onto her breasts. He took his prick out and rubbed it on her face. She couldn't believe it. It was still hard.
He didn't give her any time to think about it. He lifted her in his strong arms and walked to the bed. He dropped her on her bed.
"I like that ass," he said.
She tried to roll out from under him but he pinned her. His prick poked at her anus and she screamed. He pushed and his cock went into her ass about an inch.
"Hot little ass," he observed.
He pushed again and some more of his cock went up her ass. He was laughing and she was screaming. He reached underneath and his hands began to pinch her nipples. It hurt. How it hurt! She tried to tell him but he simply kept pushing.
He went past the spot where Jimmy had been in her ass. His prick seemed to go on and on forever.
"Oh God, you're killing me!" Kathy sobbed.
"You'll get used to it," Donald said.
He poised his hips and gave one last shove and his hard cock tore into her ass all the way.
"God, that's good!" Donald said. "You ought to get you some of this, Adam!"
"I will," Adam said.
She saw Adam move to the corner of her bed. He undressed and exposed his rock-hard prick. It was almost as big as Donald's! He smiled when he saw her staring at it.
"Nice one," he said, waving it at her. "You'll like it."
Donald grunted as he fucked her. He drove in and out of Kathy's ass with a furious violence. His balls slapped against her ass cheeks.
"Feeling good!" Donald said. "Oh fuck yes, it feels good! Here it comes! Get your ass ready because I'm going to flood it!"
Kathy felt his prick jump and she felt cum pouring into her ass. She felt better as he drew his prick out. But she didn't feel better for long. Almost as soon as Donald was gone Adam was at her. He drove his prick into the same spot.
"Oh Jesus," Kathy groaned.
Things were not happening as she had imagined they would. There was nothing good about the way her brothers were using her body.