The four of them went down a broad flight of stairs to a lavishly decorated playroom, done in red velvet and knotty pine paneling, with a luxurious deep-pile carpet on the floor. Joe, who was carrying the pitcher of rum punch and Vicki were both barefoot; Tom and Sandy kicked off their shoes and sat down on one of the long low couches that were on either side of the 8mm motion picture projector, and which faced a large, square silver screen.
She had to crawl over the seat to Tom, the couch being so wide, and when they were leaning back against the deep soft back cushion, just her feet were hanging over the edge. She had difficulty adjusting herself without spilling her drink, but Tom took it from her hand and she settled back comfortably against him. He handed her the drink again, and curled his arm around her, pulling her tightly against him.
"More like a bed, isn't it?" he laughed softly.
"Yes," she said, shivering expectantly. "Now what?"
"Well, we sit here and sort of work up to it." And as if in further answer, Joe was crawling across the couch to them, the pitcher in his hands. "Here, a little more. To toast the hope I got my money's worth in the film!"
"I… I think I've had enough," Sandy said. "I don't want to get sick."
"You won't," Tom promised. "Go on, be a sport."
"Be a sport," she murmured to herself, remembering his words earlier about it being too late now to back out… she drank deeply from the refreshed glass, and then settled back again, taking a deep gasp of air. Her head was whirling, and the screen before her eyes was tilting gradually.
"Have a cigarette," Tom offered, leaning over to offer Vicki and Joe one from a tin box, which had once contained pipe tobacco. Then he offered one to Sandy, who shook her head. "Go on," he urged. "You smoke, don't you?"
"Yes, but…" She saw that they were hand rolled, of a peculiar brownish color like no cigarette she'd ever seen before. Moreover, they didn't have filters, which she preferred the few times she'd experimented with smoking. "I'd rather not now, thank you."
"It's the real stuff, Sandy," Vicki said. "You're missing something if you don't at least try one."
"What – what kind are they?" she asked tentatively, her curiosity now piqued by the other girl's insistence.
"Oh, just a little stronger than the usual American brand," Tommy explained casually. "You smoke them for the taste, which is sort of sweeter and less bitter than the normal kind. Like Vicki says, you should try it anyway. What the hell harm can it do? Just inhale the first few puffs slowly so you won't choke."
"Are they safe? I… I mean, they don't make you not know what you're doing, do they?"
"Of course not, silly," Tom answered impatiently. "Just try a few drags, and if you don't like it, then stop."
"All right," Sandy said hesitantly, not knowing what the tobacco was inside them but not wanting to appear any more of a child than she already had. She bravely took a cigarette and allowed Tom to light it for her.
"Slowly, slowly," Joe interjected, as he took a drag from his own. Sandy watched him and then Tom, finally inhaling very gently, as instructed. It had a strange but not unpleasant taste, and she inhaled deeper on the next pull, holding it down for a few seconds at Tom's instructions before exhaling.
After three or four inhalations, Sandy could hardly feel the smoke curling down into her lungs, it was so smooth. She watched Vicki holding her breath as long as she could, and then took a deep drag herself and held it down deep until she just had to exhale.
"They're nice," she said in a voice that didn't seem to be hers. She looked at Vicki and Joe on the other side of her, and they suddenly seemed to be miles away. "But I feel sort of funny."
"So do I," Vicki said. "Nice kind of funny." It seemed like a logical kind of answer, for indeed, Sandy felt nice in a funny way. She had never felt so nice, come to think of it, or so soft. The longer she held the smoke down the softer and nicer her world became, and then she noticed that Joe had gotten up and switched off the lights in the room, returning to the projector to turn it on.
She could feel the pressure of Tommy Edgars against her thigh, but the thin, brown cigarette had dulled even her fears about him. She felt too good, and she returned the pressure slightly to let him know that she didn't mind and that she liked him… she could feel the delicious warmth of the marijuana cigarette tingling deep inside… deeper down than she had ever felt anything before in her life…
The screen suddenly lit up with the white light of the blank beginning frames, then the first picture came into view, and Joe focused the lens so that it was in sharp clarity. Sandy could make out a large bed, a small dressing table to one side with a large mirror near it. It was a beautiful setting, she thought dreamily, better than her own bedroom. The marijuana had made her thirsty, and she drank from her rum cocktail thirstily, only to find that Tom was filling it again and giving the pitcher back to Joe. She smiled warmly at her boyfriend, glad that he was here to take care of her, and then she saw on the screen that the door of the bedroom was opening and a young, innocent looking Scandinavian girl was walking in. She didn't appear to be much older than Sandy or Vicki, and was very lovely, with a melancholy look on her face that reflected a deep loneliness. It touched Sandy to the depths, as she felt identified with the girl in her drugged fog, her own emotions heightened by the marijuana to bind her inextricably to those of the lonely creature on the screen.
The girl picked up a picture from the dressing table, looking longingly at it for a moment, and then pressed it tenderly to her full breasts, outlined clearly beneath the tight, black dress she was wearing. She placed the photograph on her pillow gently, and began to undress. She slipped the short dress slowly upwards, exposing full, well-rounded thighs, the black of her dainty, lace-trimmed silken panties contrasting sharply with the creamy ivory of her exposed flesh.
Sandy could hear sounds of delight from Joe and Tommy as the dress snailed its way over the girl's head, and her beautifully curved torso emerged. Her bra fell to the floor with a flick of her fingers, and the full beauty of her firm, ripe breasts swung into freedom. They stood high and proud and their quivering nipples were turgid on the luscious half-spheres, and as the girl raised her arms high over her head to pull her long, black hair up, her breasts peaked still higher in alluring motion.
She was almost naked now, in just her thin wisp of sheer panties. She turned and bent over slowly, her back to the camera, drawing the black thin, gossamer material tantalizingly down over her curved hips and buttocks, brushing them sensuously against her smooth thighs and calves, finally discarding them at her feet by the dress. She stretched languidly and teasingly turned to the front again. All her delicious nudity was exposed now, from her high-rounded breasts to the soft dark curls of her pubic mound.
Sandy shifted nervously next to Tom. She had never expected anything like this! Maybe some torrid, but not all the way, love scenes with a man, and perhaps a bare breast now and then, but at least a "G" string, ineffectual as it might be. But this exposed all the girl had to offer, and she was making no attempt to hide it, either!
The girl lay down on her stomach on the bed now, the picture of her absent lover in her hands, looking at it with a deep longing that could mean only one thing. She was sexually aroused by her thoughts and needed release! Sandy gasped aloud as the girl turned over on her back and began to massage her breasts with her free hand in tiny teasing circles, tweaking the soft nipples into sudden throbbing hardness. Her legs scissored open and closed slowly, exposing the thin slit of her vagina, nestled teasingly in the soft dark hair between her thighs, her feet pointed directly at the camera. The girl slowly worked herself into a burning passion, her buttocks twisting against the mattress as though she was trying to bury herself in it. Sheer, wanton desire reflected in her eyes, as if she wasn't acting the part, but living it.
Sandy couldn't understand how the girl could act such a part unless she was really feeling it. She remembered lying in her own bed after heavy dates – last night, for example – and how she had gone insane from the frustration of her arousal until she had relieved herself with her own tiny fingers. She blushed slightly at the thought, and squirmed her buttocks nervously, feeling the edge of the cushion brush electrically against the soft swelling of her vulva. She jumped at the unexpected contact, and the more unexpected shock it had brought. Her breath quickened, and she drank heavily from her glass again, attempting to cool some of the warmth the girl's passion had transmitted to her own slim body.
While she was drinking, Tommy lit two more thin, brown cigarettes and passed one to her. Without thinking, Sandy pressed it to her lips and pulled deeply, perhaps hoping it would help still the unwanted ache beginning deep within her belly.
With each drag, Sandy could feel herself mentally unwind. This one heightened the feeling from the first cigarette, and she didn't feel she was the same person she had been a moment ago. She was someone else, and it frightened her a lot, but she couldn't think about it now. The heat and excitement generated by the heavy smoke of the marijuana and the girl on the screen was beginning to stimulate her hotly against her will. She squirmed down against the couch again, feeling the round edge of the cushion push her miniskirt and panties into the soft yielding crevice between her buttocks; she rubbed herself gently against it, working the corner of the cushion between the fleshy moist lips of her vagina. Her body rocked on it in an almost indiscernible rhythm – in concert with the writhing girl on the stage. She could feel the wetness spread between her thighs and she spread them slightly to gain greater contact with the cushion. The roughness brushed soothingly against her tiny, rising clitoris through the sheerness of her panties.
She looked guiltily out of the corner of her eyes at Joe and Vicki next to her to make sure they hadn't noticed, but they were so engrossed in the film that they hadn't paid the slightest attention. Vicki was leaning back against Tommy, dragging heavily on another marijuana cigarette, and Joe had his hands up inside her thin, narrow bolero top. To her amazed horror, Sandy could see his hand move tantalizingly under the material covering her breasts, and Vicki had her head back on his shoulder with her mouth slightly open, a rapturous expression on her young face.
"Ohhhh, I love the way you touch my nipple," Sandy heard the other teenager sigh hoarsely, and her own face blushed furiously from the embarrassment she felt for Vicki's blatant acceptance of Joe's lewd advances.
"Joe's quite the stud," Tommy whispered in her ear wetly.
"Don't… talk like that," she said, clenching her teeth, trying to sort out her own confused feelings of revulsion and stimulation. "Please, Tommy… we mustn't look at what they're doing."
"Then let's make some time of our own, baby," he said harshly, in a throaty, passion-filled voice. He jerked her head abruptly toward him with his hand, and pressed his lips wetly to her, grinding his mouth tightly down on hers. She groaned and struggled, feeling his hand pressing hard over the softness of one of her bra-encased breasts. But her resistance could only last for a sudden panicky moment, and then she was unable to stop her body from going limp under his attack, and in spite of her guard being up over allowing any emotion to overcome her, she could feel tiny butterfly-like sensations flit suddenly through her stomach.
"There," he said, whispering again into her car. "That was damned good, don't you think?"
Too stunned to speak, Sandy lifted her glass to her lips and drained it, desperately trying to collect her shattered thoughts. She was afraid to look over at Vicki and Joe again, fearing what she would see, the soft mewling noises coming from Vicki and the grating noise of Joe's heavy excited breathing telling the story well enough. She glanced back at the movie again, it seeming to be an eternity since she had last looked at it, but it actually being only moments, the sweet, pungent marijuana having warped her sense of time.
The young teenager pulled again at the cigarette in her lips, and the musky odor of Tommy beside her filling her nostrils, stimulating her still more, causing her to snuggle closer as the excitement of forbidden naughtiness rippled through her young flesh. Tommy Edgars pulled her close, letting his hand dangle gently over her shoulder. His fingers brushed softly against the tip of her breast he had so ardently squeezed a second before. He was growing more confident by the second, and the lewd, obscene thoughts of what he would do to this young soft body once it had reached the stage of helpless submission ran in delightful kaleidoscopic pictures through his mind. Man, he grinned secretly to himself, he would fuck her every way but upside down, and then maybe that way too. She'd know she'd been fucked when he finished with her… he and Joe both in a gang fuck!
The girl in the film was writhing more lasciviously now as though being attacked by some unseen lover. She had placed the picture on the bedside table and both her hands were running over her body as if out of control, her fingertips dancing over the flat, ivory belly and coming to rest at the quivering crest of her soft, down-covered vaginal slit. She groaned soundlessly at the sudden contact of her hands with the moist crevice between her thighs, and she pulled her knees up, her toes on the mattress. Then she straightened the legs like two beautiful carved ivory columns above the bed; with a deeper groan she let her knees fall wide apart, exposing to the excited teenagers the moist, glistening furrow in between. Her fingers crawled to the soft hair-fringed lips and spread them slowly apart until the wet pinkness was fully visible and the tiny bearded, mouth-like orifice throbbed hungrily open. The half-moons of her smoothly rounded young buttocks shone with a thin film of perspiration in the bedroom's light, divided by the hot, avid crevice between them. Her tiny little anus nestled mysteriously and invitingly below the swollen and agitated cuntal lips.
Sandy gasped in disbelief as the girl slowly slipped a middle finger into the glistening pink flesh, stroking teasingly at her tiny, bud-like clitoris. Tommy's hand once more squeezed her own breast tightly as she heard and felt his heavy breathing against her flushed red face; she was afraid to look at him, hypnotized into immobility as the sensuous movements of the girl on the bed increased and her probing fingers worked themselves inexorably around inside the pink edges of her visibly contracting young cunt, slowly widening the thin, hair-lined lips. Then, she slipped her index finger in and out smoothly between her lubricated fleshy lips, her legs jackknifing back, knees against her breasts as her soft rounded buttocks rose and fell in response to the hotly flicking fingers. The girl's facial muscles tightened as she joined another finger with the first two, and, clenching her teeth, pushed all three into the pink, hungrily absorbing folds. They disappeared with a silent, but felt, sucking noise and a soft moan of pleasure.
Sandy tensed in momentary shock at this indignity the sexually aroused young girl was committing on herself before the camera, and only Tommy's firm grip on her own now involuntarily throbbing breast kept her from leaping from the couch and running upstairs to the reality of the afternoon. She sensed that she had better go… before it was too late and her own building excitement ran away with her.
This desire lasted only a fraction of a moment before the effect of Richard Hink's special marijuana lulled her into limp acceptance again. She waited in anticipation and nervous fear of her own emotions to see what would happen next, still feeling closely tied with the girl who was writhing in desire before her, and she knew there was a danger point from which there was no turning back. She took another sip of her rum cocktail after Joe leaned over and filled her glass again, and another drag on her cigarette. The warm, relaxing smoke curled deliciously down into her lungs, easing her mind of fear at the passion raging through her own body. She snuggled back against Tommy, groggily determined to somehow keep her guard up.
The girl in the movie had now become wildly possessed. Her eyes and teeth were clenched as she rolled beneath her own driving fingers in uncontrollable passion. The rapid rhythm drove grunts of pleasure from deep in her throat as the finger sunk into the tight, pink opening, making moist, wet sucking sounds in the minds of the four young viewers as she withdrew them to push them in again. Her face was red – straining for climax. She bared her mouth, obviously groaning in frustration as her own fingers thrust harder and deeper. They were not enough. Her head rolled from side to side on the pillow, her long dark hair flying in frustration at the inability to bring herself to climax. Still she tried, her hand beating a wild tattoo against the spread, straining buttocks, her soundless grunts seemingly getting louder and faster with each passing second.
Suddenly, from the open bedroom door, a short, dwarf-like man not more than four feet high ran into the bedroom and jumped up beside the bed. His eyes were small and sunk deep in his oversized head, and there was unmistakable cruelty registered in them. The dwarf had the look of a man who had been teased all his life about his burnished color and his midget size, and that he now enjoyed taking out his resentment on others more helpless than he when he had the chance.
The girl's eyes widened in terror, and she jerked the back of one hand to her mouth to keep from screaming. She moved to lower her legs and roll from the bed, but the dwarf raised the fist of one hand and growled viciously in warning. She froze in her position of masturbation – thighs spread and with her knees drawn to her chest. She didn't dare move as the naked dwarf panted menacingly over her, his great excitedly perspiring face distorted in passion just above her defenseless, upturned crotch.
Sandy had jumped with the dwarf as he had bounded on the bed, and she grabbed Tommy's arm tightly, the sudden entrance almost frightening her out of her wits. "My God!" she whispered, voice quivering. "Wh-what's he going to do to the poor girl?"
"You'll see, baby," Tommy answered with a lewd grin.
The camera trained in on a zoom-shot of the dwarf's penis, which was huge in relationship to the size of his body. His thickly glistening cock hung down almost to his knees, even in its soft state. He was obviously proud of it, and he took it in both hands, lightly stroking it over the defenseless girl into a semi-hardness.
Sandy could not take her eyes from the growing fleshy rod, unable to believe that it was going to be the depraved instrument that would ravish the lovely young girl on the screen.
Yet somehow the helplessness of the girl lying shaking with fear beneath the snarling man sadistically fascinated her. The lewd thought of that monstrous rod raping the naked and terrified young girl sent shivers of revulsive curiosity tingling through her, and goose-pimples erupted on her sensitive skin, and for a moment, she felt strangely chilled. She couldn't resist as Tommy moved his hand beneath her jersey to cup the softness of her large, firm breast, trapping the tiny nipple gently between thumb and forefinger as her bra was slowly moved upwards to where he could fondle her bare flesh. She squirmed tighter into the cushion, feeling the couch beneath her buttocks pressing deeper into her vaginal crevice, her wet vaginal crevice. Her panties were soaked and she squeezed her thighs together in a vain attempt to control the tingling sensations beginning to grow there. She was on dangerous ground and knew it, but could not bring herself to leave, the evil fascination of the impending ravishment gluing her to the cushion.
She squirmed downward again, the cushion edge forcing the secretion band of her panties deeper into the split of her buttocks, its smoothness exciting the sensitive pink lips of her vagina. She felt the tiny throbs pulsing out in the tiny bud of her clitoris, and she bit her lower lip tightly to hold back the forbidden sensations that were throbbing lewdly now up between her legs. Her thoughts drifted back to the movie…
The dwarf reached up along the horrified girl's creamy white body, his hands kneading her full, exposed luscious tits with his gnarled little fingers. For a moment the girl tried to squirm away, but he growled again, threatening to beat her unmercifully, and for emphasis, he pinched her nipples hard, moving his head forward with a wolfish, fiendish glare in his beady little eyes. She could only moan in abject terror now, and to Sandy, the girl seemed hardly conscious now, her eyelids fluttering and her eyes glassy from her enslavement at the lusts of the alien creature hovering over her maliciously. Sandy watched with transfixed horror as the excitedly slobbering lips of the dwarf began to trace a path down the smooth flat surface of the trembling ivory body in his control, bringing a further mewl from the girl's anguished mouth, and then he was all the way down to the softly curling pubic hair between her still fearfully spread young thighs. The dwarf's hands dropped and he placed a thumb on either side of the fleshy lips of her helplessly exposed cunt pulling them wide apart.
His great slobbering tongue leapt forward, burying itself in the defenselessly naked vagina with greedy ferocity. He ran his tongue the full length of the widely spread slit, from the tightly closed pucker of her tiny sensation bud quivering uncontrollably now beneath the sparse young hair of her pubic mound. His rubbery thick lips spread through the soft, hair-fringed swelling like a knife through soft creamy butter, flicking relentlessly between the girl's wide-splayed legs, stopping sporadically to curl up into her open cunt. She jerked spasmodically, still squirming hysterically under the ugly, deformed grip and the thick, saliva-glistening tongue, which lapped mercilessly at her loins.
Sandy shuddered from the sexual stimulation that indulging in something forbidden gives, even against one's will. She gasped at the change, which seemed to come over the writhing young girl on the bed. She could tell by her facial expressions that the frightened moans that had seemed to come from the terror-contorted lips changed to soft mewls of involuntary pleasure – pleasure that the girl did not want and had set her mind against, but that the slithering, thick tongue burrowing up between her thighs deeply had forced her to enjoy. She raised her hands, holding them in indecision, and then dropped them in abject surrender to grasp the dwarf's close-cropped, fuzzy hair.
Sandy could not believe the sight on the screen. Instead of fighting with all her strength against this humiliating act, the girl had turned into a helplessly groaning mass of passion. She voluntarily now spread her legs farther apart on the bed, and tangled her hands possessively in the dwarf's hair, pulling his face tight to her up thrust crotch. She ground her hips sensuously in time to the darting tongue, which probed hotly up into her widespread pussy, her eyes closing, and her mouth hanging wide in undisguised ecstasy. She goaded the deformed little man on with her hands, and pumped her hips up into his hotly slavering face like a nymphomaniac gone wild. Her muscles strained under the tightness of her pale, sweat-glistening skin, and Sandy could clearly see the cords of her inner thighs standing out like taut ropes ready to snap against the pressure as she thrust her pelvis forward again and again against the hungrily munching face buried deep into her throbbing cunt. She was all but swallowing the hotly whipping tongue with her voraciously working vaginal lips, grinding his head back down into her ravaged fleshy pussy until it was only half visible, his face protruding only partially from between her now fully stretched young thighs, his legs kicking back toward the edge of the bed to catch his breath. Then the girl pushed the dwarf's face away from between her legs, still holding his hair bushily between her open loins, and she turned over, sitting down full on his mouth with her squirming buttocks. It was she who now was doing the ravishing; straddling him as animalistic contortions of lust wrenched her facial features and twisted her lips back over her tightly clenched teeth. It was obvious that she was now racing for a climax, her body completely out of control.
Sandy heard a deep, throbbing groan from beside her, and in surprise, tore her eyes from the obscene spectacle on the screen to Joe and Vicki. The shock was greater. Vicki had both of her legs stretched wide apart, her hot pants unzipped along her side and half down over her full, quivering thighs. It was obvious that she wasn't wearing any panties underneath; Joe's hand was inside, his skin a darker contrast with where the band of the teenager's sun suit had left a wide, white strip of flesh. He was cupping her pubic mound unhindered, and Sandy shuddered as the outline of his fingers moved under the thin material. Vicki unaware of anyone was grinding her pelvis, buttocks off the cushions; in rhythm of the finger fucking he was giving her.
And then Sandy shifted her vision slightly, and saw a sudden clear view through the darkness of Vicki's hand working up and down over Joe Arrow's loins, her slender fingers clasped tightly in an oval circle around the youth's rigid penis. His cock stood hard and rigid through the open zipper of his fly, slight tufts of pubic hair protruding around the edge of the thick base.
"Oh God," Sandy moaned, turning back to Tommy and hiding her face tightly to his shoulder. "They're doing something awful to each other!"
She had never dreamed that this could happen! Kissing, yes… a little petting… but not this, right out in front of her and Tommy! She thought of when she had considered herself as being able to handle any situation, and now she knew that it had been a futile idea, for she was rapidly losing all control over herself. The awful sight of the boy's penis being fondled up and down, while his fingers disappeared in Vicki's hungry, sucking little pussy was just too much for her to stand! The sounds coming from next to her were wet and punctuated by soft mewls and groans of totally absorbed pleasure. She burrowed her head tightly into Tommy's chest to try and shut out the lewd, wet sounds, but it did not help, they were everywhere, coming at her from all sides it seemed. Again, she wanted to run but knew that her legs would not support her if she rose from the couch. She could do nothing but lie there in her boyfriend's arms and listen in torment while the other young couple on the other end of the couch were in their throes of illicit passion.
Sandy felt the aching hunger inside her spread from her abdomen up to her passion-swollen breasts. She labored, gasping, for breathe, and squirmed her buttocks down harder against the cushion, pushing the wet, swollen lips of her own vagina against it to try and put out the fire burning there. Tommy's hands continued to palpitate her excitedly swollen breasts, thrilling her and frightening her at the same time. She tried with all her might to pull his hands away – but her own hand moved only as far as Tommy's and then fell back, uncontrolled, to her lap. It would not obey her mind's commands, lying limp and uselessly as she turned her glassy, drug-glazed eyes back to the obscene movie.
The dwarf was writhing in the desperate grip of the girl's loins above him, and it took all of his strength to throw her from his suffocating body, pulling the jerking girl's thighs brutally from around his head. She screamed in protest, her legs kicking futilely out into the empty air, twisting her flailing body on the bed, her stomach grinding into the mattress as she strove hopelessly for the near orgasm that was still infinitesimally out of reach.
He took her by the ankles from behind as she lay facedown on the bed and spread her long slim legs wide apart. He crawled up on his knees between her full, trembling thighs and spread the cheeks of her hungrily grinding ass with his hands. From Sandy's viewpoint, she could see the tiny tight cunt nestling wetly in the crevice below. She thought she could see it throbbing expectantly as it anticipated the dwarf's next move. His hands ran up the inside of her thighs all the way to the wetness of the white girl's open pussy, and then his head dropped to kiss the smooth oval buttocks, his tongue trailing down to lick teasingly at the shadowed crevice between them. She could see the girl's pussy lips straining around the pink, hair-rimmed hole as the thumbs of the dwarf pulled at the softly giving flesh around it. His fingers probed at the throbbing hungry wet opening like teasing needles of fire. The girl groaned beneath him, her mouth open as the cruel fingers worked around and around deep up her wide-split cunt. The ugly little man grinned triumphantly as he probed at the defenseless pink vagina like an avenging devil, the girl squirming beneath his cruel probes in total surrender until she couldn't stand it another minute longer!
Sandy watched in horrified stillness as she made out the dwarf's lewdly grinning lips move in a command, and even to her it was obvious what he wanted the helpless young girl to do. The girl struggled to her knees, presenting the rounded white orbs of her buttocks up to the now wildly aroused dwarf. He stood up between her wide-splayed thighs directly behind her, his huge cock standing straight out with its head resting in the wide split crevice of her open ass-cheeks. He was just the right height with him standing behind her on the mattress and her kneeling.
His eyes roamed triumphantly over the helpless young girl, gleeful at the fact she was at his mercy, and he intended to take full advantage of it. Again, he mouthed an order to her, and her hands moved hesitantly back under her body and gently stroked the hardness of his huge rock-hard shaft. A sudden expression of fear flashed through her eyes as her fingers wrapped around it, and she perceived for the first time the enormity of the throbbing instrument. She stroked it experimentally, indecision apparent on her tortured face.
The dwarf snarled, digging his fingers harshly into the tops of her thighs. The girl submitted to the cold demand and pressure of his gnarled hands, and hesitantly placed the tip of his cock against the tight, hair-covered opening of her trembling young cunt. Sandy could see it begin probing and working against her opening, the muscles of the dwarf's stomach standing out as he strained forward. It was worming its way into her, looking like a giant fleshy battering ram trying to force its way through a white, velvet-fringed keyhole. She watched the girl hopelessly try to pull away, but the dwarf, grinning lasciviously behind, held her helpless in his grasp. Her face contorted tightly from the first ravishment of her defenselessly upraised cunt, but his pressing thighs forced her forward so she couldn't slip away. The dwarf, spittle now drooling from his lips, hugged her waving hips tightly and pushed with all his might against her futile struggles, until with a quick, final forward surge, the rampaging instrument of torture was buried to the balls in her wide-split vaginal crevice. She was hopelessly impaled.
The dwarf rammed into her with hard cruel thrusts, watching the pinkly glistening cunt flesh follow the probing cock out on the backstroke as though it were consciously fighting his withdrawal. She turned her head from side to side, her hair thrashing against the bed so that Sandy could follow her feelings by the reflections on her face. Her teeth were bared back over her lips in a weird kind of masochistic joy that pictured the excruciating pleasure-pain of the giant hardened penis fucking into her from behind her helplessly kneeling body.
Standing above her, the dwarf watched along with the camera's eye as his cock pushed and pulled at the soft pink flesh surrounding her hotly clasping young vagina. His eyes were tinged with evil cruelty as he began a series of brutally hard thrusts that sent his still growing member sinking to the hilt in the tormented girl's wide-split anal crevice. His balls smacked rhythmically against her cunt, and it began to have an effect on the girl. As Sandy watched the heavily pulsating cock disappearing all the way up her gyrating backsides with each cruel stroke until not a bit could be seen, her face was contorting from agony into rapture. Her large, taut breasts danced tightly beneath her writhing torso, moving now in time to the skewering cock of the dwarf as it slid deep into her from behind, a relentless hot poker of glistening flesh burying itself in her belly. The girl was no longer human, but a quivering mass of lust-deranged flesh that was begging to be subjugated, reveling in the humiliation of being fucked by this beast of a grotesquely deformed dwarf.
Sandy's forehead was covered with tiny beads of sweat from the feverish sight before her. Another trickle of sweat ran down the valley of her full ripe breasts that Tommy had already massaged into hardness, his hands slipping over her now exposed nipples, his fingers tweaking them sharply, causing a nervous jump each time he did it. Her nerves were shattered and her mind whirled, knowing she should demand to leave, but unable to muster the conviction to say the words, much less stop Tommy. Surely they wouldn't go as far as Vicki and Joe; she had gone far enough as it was, and Sandy's face crimsoned as she thought of Joe's fingers digging wetly between the other teenage girl's wetly responding thighs, and his own penis being stroked to hardness at the same time. The lewd thought sent another electric tingle deep into her belly, and she could feel the seeping wetness between her own thighs increasing. Her heart pounded like a tom-tom. She was sure that Tommy could feel it beneath the tightness of her breast in his hand.
The lovely young virgin could feel Tommy becoming increasingly restless beside her; certainly he could feel her occasionally grinding her own buttocks down into the couch. She tried to make it appear she was simply changing position, but it was becoming more difficult by the minute to conceal her frustration. His hand was kneading her openly exposed breasts more vigorously now, making her tiny, bud-like nipples throb into guilty pleasure. She snuggled down closer to him and put her hands over the front of her mini-skirt to hide her action, not wanting Tommy to know what she was doing to herself.
But as she squirmed down hard on the seat, the boy suddenly turned and dropped one of his hands on her bared knee, slipping it up toward the fullness of her thigh. She froze momentarily at the unexpected contact crawling insect-like over her sensitive flesh. Tommy pushed the hem of her skirt up, and he was halfway to her wetly soaked panties before she reacted and restrained his wrist tightly, not daring to look at him. Her eyes remained on the panting, unnatural coupling on the screen, gradually forcing Tommy's fingers back down, pushing her skirt with it until her trembling loins were covered again.
Then, the boy's hand came to rest on her lap and again she tried to hold it, but this time her strength seemed to have drained from her, and he moved by force, kneading the softness of her inner thighs beneath the thin material of her skirt. Teasing at the light sprinkling of hair at the base of her abdomen, his hand rotated teasingly against the mound of her crotch, unable to go lower because of her tightly closed thighs. Sandy pressed harder against the couch, knowing he would think she was trying to escape his finger and not suspect that secretly she was pressing the cushion up into her own hungrily throbbing vaginal slit. The flood between her thighs was wetting her skirt now, and she could feel the warm wetness between the soft cheeks of her buttocks, as she pressed down harder to feed the pleasure building there.
Sandy closed her eyes tightly for a moment and allowed herself to drift with the rolling sensations of pleasure coursing through her body. It was almost as though he was touching her nakedly, but still she felt safe, her panties and skirt between his hand and her virginal flesh. But suddenly, she gasped in surprise. Tommy had removed his hand from her lap and was moving it gradually under her buttocks from the side. He still peered at the movie as though completely unaware of his left hand now thrust between her ass-cheeks and the couch. His hand searched like a mouse in the crevice between the firm round moons of her buttocks. Quickly she dropped her hand to grasp his wrist tightly, but it didn't stop him. His hand continued its ruthless teasing under her crotch, prodding at her moist slit through the thin skirt and panties. She squirmed slightly away from it as his middle finger began a gentle stroking motion at her already wet genitals, pushing the folds of her skirt moistly up into the hotly throbbing crevice between her thighs. A gush of shame washed through her at the sudden waves of indecent pleasure overcoming her desire to resist. Tommy's hand became bolder under her buttocks as he sensed her tacit surrender, and he hooked his middle finger to slide her skirt up beneath the backs of her thighs so he could penetrate the moist softness underneath. She could already feel the light tickling sensation of the material sliding from between her thighs and the cushions of the couch.
Oh God, what could she do? This was horrible, allowing herself to be used like this – and worse, to be enjoying it! She had to fight! She couldn't let herself go anymore than she had! What was happening to her?
She could feel the skirt rising faster now, though still not apparent from the lap. She lifted inadvertently as a fingernail scratched the softness of her thigh, as the skirt slid upward more rapidly in response to Tommy's hooking finger. Suddenly she gasped aloud. There was no more skirt! Tommy's hand covered all the wetly soaked crotch band of her thin panties, and was snaking under the elastic leg band, worming into the moist walls of her soft, untouched pussy. She squirmed against it, holding her breath for fear some telltale sound might escape her lips. Her whole torso quivered until her impaled young vagina became accustomed to the invading fingertip probing at the lubricated softness of its tender walls. She could feel its moisture covering the palm of the hand beneath her buttocks as it ground imperceptibly up into her now nakedly exposed crotch. Tommy's finger moved in tiny teasing circles up inside her now, expanding her tight, little virgin hole with desire arousing rotation. Sandy was almost out of her mind, unable to stand the maddening teasing of her genitals another moment. She was ready to crawl the wall to quench the raging fire burning through her hotly contracting vagina. The sight of the girl's face in the movie being buffeted hard down into the mattress by the dwarf, and the long masculine middle finger fucking into the helplessly seething cunt without mercy were just too much for her!
She bit hard on her lower lips, looking wildly around in the darkness for some magic salvation, some escape from the delicious prison of her excitement. She glanced at Vicki and Joe, and found in her drug-induced daze that her eyes stayed fastened on them with lewd fascination! Sometime in the few moments since she'd last looked at them, they'd managed to shed their clothing, and they were stripped completely naked. There was a deep gurgling from Vicki's throat; Joe a sadistic grin on his face ever widening, had taken her by the hair and pulled her head up off the couch, at the same time thrusting forward to ram his thick, turgid cock-head deep into her gaping mouth. Sandy held her breath. She was positive that Vicki was going to choke from the sheer size of the massive penis buried between her orally puckered lips, but the other teenager didn't. She sucked it hungrily as though she had been waiting all eternity for this magic moment.
Joe raised to his knees, and with one hand holding Vicki's head up by the hair and two middle fingers of the other sunk deep up into her widespread vagina, he began fucking her face cruelly between his legs. Sandy watched with horrified fascination as Vicki's elastically locked lips sucked with all their might on the hardened male penis pumping in and out of her mouth, her cheeks hollowing on the outstroke and expanding obscenely on the in stroke. Her eyes were glazed with a wild ecstatic film of raw animal lust that Sandy had never imagined possible. Its very lewdness brought a moan to her own lips, her tongue circling them nervously as she felt the juice of her own tortuously excited young pussy increase its flow between her legs, drenching Tommy's palm with its sticky moisture. It was different with someone you didn't know, like the girl and the dwarf – but this was Vicki Rolf – a girl she knew from school. The obscene spectacle mesmerized her, and she found herself wickedly enjoying the scene before her. God, how she must feel, she thought in intoxicated rapture at the enchanting figure of her naked girlfriend hunched slavishly down over Joe, and I've never felt that way before…
Tommy could also see the thick cock of his friend slither into Vicki's mouth, and Sandy could feel his cock jerking under his pants against her in uncontrolled excitement. It was enticing him as it was her, and she gasped as he pressed his moist lips against her ear and whispered; "Now I'm going to fuck you, baby. Just like the dwarf is fucking the girl in the movie!"
"Oh God, no, I can't, I told you I can't!" she panted between tightly clenched teeth, as she felt the juice of her own tortuously excited young pussy increase its flow.
"God damn, but you are," he breathed menacingly. "You're too hot now to stop." He moaned as his lips kissed her soft, sensitive face and neck, his eyes still hard and cruel with the greed of his desire. "I'm going to fuck you like you should have been fucked a long time ago. And you're going to twist and squirm when this cock of mine sinks up into your belly. I want to see you like that… I want to see you beg and scream for me…"
Sandy lay frozen under the prodding of his obscene words. Their very lewdness excited her more and more, though still she fought within herself against the surrender of her chastity, and the final, total subjugation to the boy. She groaned weakly in protest as he began to work her panties down from around her quivering white abdomen and hips, her muscles too much like pliant rubber from the drugged marijuana haze to be able to stop him or herself in spite of her will to resist.
Her buttocks wavered slightly up off of the cushion and she shuddered as she felt Tommy's hands lift her skirt above her hips bunching it around her wasp-like waist, and then draw her panties down over the smoothly rounded cheeks of her ass, leaving them to hang at her knees. A cool rush of air hit her totally naked thighs, and she suddenly flushed in shame. Her whole pubic triangle was exposed to him, undulating of its own accord down against the cushion in lewd invitation to any humiliation he might wish to inflict. A last thought of saving her virginity flickered through her conscience as he pushed her down on her back on the couch and she heard the metallic sound of a zipper beside her as her boyfriend Tommy opened his fly and his long thick cock burst into welcome freedom. There was no time for further thought as he kneeled down between her limply spread thighs and with a slow torturing outward movement of the thumbs, he drew the ragged pink lips of her vagina slowly apart, exposing her moistly pink slit to the mercy of his gaze. He watched it greedily for a moment and then with an animal-like groan, he dropped his head and buried the full length of his long slippery tongue snake-like into the warm throbbing walls of her pussy.
"Ohhhh, God! Please, Tommy! Please don't!" she whimpered, trying desperately to screw her buttocks back down from the hot flicking tongue licking without mercy at her tender cunt. His answer was a lewd chuckle from his wet lips and a further stab into the tight fleshy ring.
"Ahhhhh!" she groaned, as small tiny goose bumps rippled across her quivering belly and full heaving breasts. She sobbed helplessly before his attack, for in spite of her revulsion and fear, she felt her body desert her. Her buttocks jerked back involuntarily at the darting tongue sending helpless spasms of delicious sensation coursing through her raw nerves.
"No! No! Oh, I can't! I can't!" The cruel realization of her loss of control suddenly hit her with its full impact, bringing further cries of shame and humiliation at the thought, not only of the obscene act she was committing with her boyfriend, but the more frightening thought that her traitorous body was actually enjoying it. She gritted her teeth tightly together, and fought with all her senses against the tiny licking sparks that threatened to burst into sudden uncontrollable flame and devour her, but it was a losing battle, as Tommy Edgars mewled and licked ceaselessly at her nakedly squirming loins.
Her passionately aroused young body jerked spasmodically, and began to lowly move up against his tongue in helpless abandonment. She quivered as the tantalizing licking invaded her whole vaginal area, screwing her buttocks in small circles around and around to feel deliciously its complete rape of her hopelessly exposed loins. She had never known anything like this feeling before in the whole world. It was different, it was wicked, it consumed the total of her being, and there was nothing else now but the lashing tongue licking up between her thighs below. Wild thoughts of the dwarf ran through her mind and of his great slobbering tongue slithering over the naked genitals of the squirming young girl in the movie. She, too, knew what it felt like now, and wildly reveled in its lewd tingling joy until she thought her entire body was going to explode into a thousand fragments.
Tommy sensed her sudden submissive surrender, and with a triumphant grin, withdrew his thick wet tongue from the trembling sheath of her innocent young cunt. He slowly raised his head, feeling the soft silky pubic hairs grazing tantalizingly against his cheeks, and looked down as she ground her buttocks in a slow hypnotic rhythm upwards in a vain effort for more. She was his now, he gloated, watching excitedly the pained pleasurous contortions of her face as her eyes clenched, her lips baring back over the whiteness of her teeth, yeah, by God, the time had come to ram his cock deep into that white, smooth little belly of hers and shoot his hotly waiting sperm all the way up into her steaming young pussy. Thanks to Coach Hink's special marijuana, she was now nothing more than a hot, cock-crazed little bitch wild to be fucked by any guy she could lay her hands on. Well, he gloated with obscene delight, she'd get it all right… she'd get it good!
It took but a second until he crouched over her completely naked, his thick hard cock standing out from beneath his muscular abdomen like the menacing shaft of a heavy spear. "Spread your legs, baby," he grinned triumphantly as he hovered above her. "Spread 'em wide, I'm coming in now."
Quivering half in fear and half in anticipation, Sandy found that her body responded with a will of its own, and she opened her thighs wider apart. Tommy levered up over her, his arms stiff, his hands resting on her shoulders. He dropped one hand down between their bodies, taking the hard, throbbing cock between his fingers and guiding it forward, using the thick rubbery head to part the full, fleshy lips of her cunt. She turned her head to the side on the couch, closing her eyes with a shudder as she felt its soft electrical contact with the sensitive ragged edges of her hotly throbbing young pussy. She held her breath for what seemed an eternity, lying still in utter subjugation beneath him, not even daring to breathe.
"Ohhh," she moaned as she felt the first harsh pressure against the tight elastic opening of her vagina.
He pushed.
"Aaag!" she coughed as the tip slipped through, stretching cruelly the tight rubbery skin of her hymen until Sandy thought her thighs were splitting apart from the relentless outward pressure. "Oh, God, no, you're hurting me! You're hurting me!"
But there was no stopping the youth, and with a contorted expression of sheer raw lust, he smashed his full weight down upon her full firm body. He thrust his hips forward at the same time and his long thick cock surged mercilessly up into the helpless cunt of the innocent young girl spread-eagled beneath him. The head and shaft of his penis disappeared into the hair-fringed opening of her pussy like the raging bit of a giant drill, pushing the soft moist flesh of her vaginal walls before it and breaking her hymen as if it were nothing more than a piece of thin, unresisting tissue paper. There was no stopping him until with a loud groan, his balls smacked heavily into the upturned cheeks of her tightly clenched ass.
"Aggghhh!" she screamed beneath him. "God, oh God!"
She had never been so filled in her life, and his cock felt as though it had ripped her belly into a million tiny shreds as he had speared into her without mercy or thought of injury. And now, it lay sunken deep in her cunt, filling every part of her insides. There wasn't one tiny ridge of flesh on it that she could not feel as it pressed tight against the soft, now wide-stretched flesh of her cunt, enclosed in the moist warm sheath like a sword sliced cruelly into its piteous victim's entrails.
He lay still for a moment, his face directly over hers. Sandy too, lay still, afraid to move for fear of the pain it would bring. Neither made a sound for a long moment, and then she felt a throb deep inside, the thickness of Tommy's cock jerked up another half an inch as he flexed it inside her vagina.
"Oooooohhhh," she grunted breathlessly, her face contorting to the deeper pain, the cords of her neck standing out from the pressure of her resistance.
"Like it?" Tom grinned down in lewd delight at the pained expression on her face. There was no immediate answer, so he flexed again. "Like it, baby, I said?"
"Ohhhhh, yes, yes," she groaned, afraid to offend him, the pain too unbearable.
"Beg then," he hissed with contemptuous coldness. "Beg me to fuck you."
"Ohhhhh, I can't! I can't!" she prayed beneath him. She couldn't give him the pleasure of hearing her beg, too, not with her girlfriend, Vicki, and Joe so close by. She just couldn't!
"Do it," he commanded, savage fire burning in his eyes. He throbbed deeper, digging his fingers into the softness of her shoulders at the same time. "Beg, you little bitch!"
"Ohhh, God!" she sobbed, her resistance broken by the pain and helplessness of her position. "Do it to me, Tommy. Do it to me."
"Not like that. Say fuck me," he demanded.
"Ohhh, fuck me!" she hissed through clenched teeth, tears gushing from her eyes as she spat out the lewd, obscene word. Her humiliation and ruin were complete. She would never be the same again. She had allowed herself to lose control over the things she knew were right, and now she wished she was dead. She could never face her mother with the innocence and pride she had before. She was a slut now; she was no better than a slut! There was no hope or future left… nothing but the huge fleshy instrument buried deep inside her broken, burning vagina.
Tommy sensed the loss of the last remaining ounce of resistance left in the young teenager's soul, and he began a slow rocking motion between her thighs. He could feel the tight narrow passage relaxing and widening slightly with each short smooth stroke as she groaned in hopeless defeat beneath him.
Through her daze of pain, Sandy, out of the side of her eye, could still see the other girl, Vicki's soft wet lips clasping hungrily at the growing white penis fucking into her mouth. The thin elastic rim of her lips clung to it as though held there by some unseen fingers. Joe grinned lewdly above her as he fucked her mouth and watched Vicki's lust-contorted face suck and lick it like a hungry child devouring a sucker. She had freed both hands and had placed them behind Joe's swaying buttocks, one cheek in each hand, and was pulling them upwards demonically to her. Sandy could see a thin mixture of saliva and the boy's pre-cum dripping from the corners of her mouth and running in tiny rivulets down her hollowing cheeks. Vicki was reveling in the cruel humiliation Joe was subjecting her to – a masochistic light shining in her eyes.
And on the silver screen, Sandy could see the dwarf's buttocks flexing and hollowing rapidly as he fucked himself hard against the hotly writhing buttocks of the young girl hunched dog-style in front of him, her toes curling and uncurling as she was locked in a lewd death-grip with the deformed little creature behind her. His giant penis was spearing into her pink, tightly glistening young pussy like a steel piston, and bringing indescribable joy to her feverishly mumbling lips. Above Sandy, her youthful boyfriend gasped and panted, rocking in and out of the soft confines of her once virginal cunt, and the ravishment of her own genitals, coupled with watching Vicki sucking the other boy's cock were sending unfamiliar thrills of wicked pleasure through her entire being.
Gradually the pain eased for her, and Sandy's flesh began to involuntarily react. There was no longer any reason to fight the lewd flames of desire coursing through her veins. She had lost the battle against her obscene desires, and even the agonizing thought of her total surrender sent new chills running along her spine as she felt the slow rhythm of Tommy Edgars' cock skewering wetly into her.
Her whole body twitched and writhed beneath him and she groaned incessantly up into the moistness of his mouth, shoving her tongue with a sudden complete abandon deep into his throat. Low hums of passionate servile acceptance came in torrents from deep in her chest, her face contorting more with desire than with pain now, a light sweat breaking out on her forehead under the now disheveled, soft blonde hair. She spread her thighs wider, moving her feet apart, stretching with difficulty the flimsy silk panties still hanging at her knees. She could feel with obscene delight the cool metal of the zipper of his pants pressed tight into the soft white skin surrounding her vagina as he strove deep in her. The bushy, springy pubic hair around the base of his cock brushed tantalizingly against the soft inner edges of her thighs and against her own blonde fleece. She wrapped her arms around him so that her breasts were squashed tightly to his chest, and began to slowly rotate her buttocks upwards into his loins, and she felt the tunneling penis of the boy imbedded to its full extent in her. The distended, spongy cock-head grazed against the flat hardness of her cervix, probing deep, deep where no one had ever been before. Forgotten was the humiliation of lying on her back like a harem slave while a boy fucked her, venting his lust in her delighted pussy; forgotten were the ruined panties hanging at her knees, a lowered flag of her surrender. All that mattered to the little teenage girl now was the obscene pleasure coursing through her like a fire out of control. She wanted to be fucked like this… Oh God, she wanted to be subjected to any lewd demands placed on her pleasure-wracked body!
Her passion-fogged eyes drifted back to the sex film, and she was excited still more as through desire-glazed eyes, she could dimly see the girl in the throes of her climax. She was screwing her buttocks back against the dwarf like a she-demon gone insane, and the dwarf's tongue hung from his mouth as he fucked deep up into the nakedly waving buttocks from behind. Saliva dripped from his mouth onto the sweat of her back. She suddenly screamed and rammed back against him wildly just as he jerked forward and his cock began spitting its sperm in quick hard spurts deep in her hotly clasping vagina. Sandy watched in heated fascination as the girl's smoothly curved young buttocks began contracting uncontrollably, signaling her own orgiastic upheaval deep in her quivering belly. Thick white fluid oozed from her tightly locked cunt squeezing the huge hardened cock; thin trails of the sticky white cum ran down the ivory columns of her legs. Her backsides glistened; displaying soaked pubic hair and pink flesh as she pitched forward on her face, unconscious, the rapidly deflating cock of the dwarf slipping from her heavily mauled young cuntal passage. The girl was out cold and the little man stood above her in obvious appreciation. Then in a last act of depravity, he dropped his huge malformed head to her widespread crotch and licked at the white sticky liquid oozing from her still visibly quivering cunt. He lapped it hungrily until at last there was no more, and then he lay down contentedly between her open legs, nuzzling gently the soft vee of her ravished loins.
In the light of the projector's lamp upon the now blank screen, Sandy was able to see her new girlfriend, Vicki, sucking at Joe's expanding cock like a wild woman, her attention drawn to them by the panting groans of the boy as he, too, neared his explosive climax. To Sandy's lust-glazed eyes, the thick pummeling instrument seemed to fuse into a strange, lengthening extension of Vicki's face as he drove with hollowing buttocks forward like a pile driver, sinking far up into Vicki's mouth until his coarse pubic hair brushed the tip of her nose. His balls danced in unison with his thrusts upward hard against her chin.
Dimly Sandy thought: he's going to strangle her! God, he's going to cum in Vicki's mouth until his hot sticky cum floods into her throat like a river! He'll kill her! He'll drown her and kill her!
And as she watched horrified, Joe's cock began to jerk, spewing hot, sticky seed directly up into her ovalling mouth. The thin spurts streamed from it like milk from a cow's udder, filling her mouth to the brim. Vicki swallowed voraciously, trying not to lose one drop of the hot, lust-inciting fluid as her adam's apple bobbed up and down rapidly in her effort to keep up with the wildly ejaculating penis spewing its lewd sperm into her face.
Sandy groaned at the obscene picture of Vicki's self-inflicted humiliation as Joe's cock throbbed out its last remaining spurts of liquid and slowly slid from between her still possessively nibbling lips. Thin strings of the hot sticky cum ran from the tip of his penis to her glistening wet lips like obscene spider webs of sexual connection.
The wild ache of her newly discovered arousal filled Sandy with unsatisfied desire. She mumbled incoherently beneath Tommy's pounding hips, undulating her buttocks salaciously up against his eager thrusts, wanting to experience what she had just witnessed the others having experienced. She wanted to cum. She wanted Tommy to shoot his own great wad of cum deep up into her belly. She wanted him to split her open and drown her in its loveliness. She could feel a great wetness building in the open crevice of her ass and there was no longer any pain, only a feeling of being filled, filled as she had never been before. She ground up against it happily as she felt it throb into a hugeness that could only mean that he was soon going to fulfill her most ardent wish.
"Ohhhhh, yes! Yes, fuck me hard, Tommy! Fuck me hard! Give it to meeeeeee!" she begged, gasping. She was approaching her own orgasm, and her young body had become something like an animal, no longer innocent or human as she twisted and contorted, straining against her panties as she attempted to spread her slender legs wider apart and wrap them around him.
Then, before she could complete her task Sandy saw the flash of light as the lamps of the basement playroom flicked on, and she clenched her eyes tightly shut to block them out. Through the haze of marijuana and passion she was vaguely aware of Vicki, and her boyfriend, Joe, hovering near her, and that someone else had entered the room, but nothing mattered except the body that was driving its cock into her from above.
"Hot damn," she heard Joe breath harshly, "Look at little Miss Pure-heart fuck!"
"I told you my special pot would get her," a voice much like her neighbor's, Richard Hink's laughed triumphantly.
"Get her clothes off," Vicki directed. "How the hell can he take pictures of her climbing with that tight pussy of hers with all her things on like that? Get her naked! Here, I'll help!"
The puzzling voices continued as the remarks became more lewd, but it didn't matter. Her head flailed from side to side, her mouth open in abandon, her body white-hot. Her limbs followed the dictates of alien hands as they coursed over her removing her clothing. The remains of her panties were pulled hurriedly from her calves, her thin blouse was allowed to be drawn over her head, and she lifted her buttocks so that the buttons of her skirt could be undone and the strip of cloth slid from around her. Magic fingers snatched her bra away, and she could feel that she was now totally naked, her quivering white nudity completely at their mercy.
As if through a distant fog, she could hear the hurried rustle of clothing as Joe and Vicki stripped the pants and shirt from Tom. She trembled nakedly, half in confusion, half in impatience, and then the onlookers were forgotten as Tom crawled back between her open thighs and resumed his rhythmic fucking into her open cunt. She swung her now freed thighs up and clasped his hips with the backs of her calves, winding her smoothly tapered legs all the way around his body. Her ankles locked tightly together high on his back, spiraling her ravenously hungry vagina up the full length of his slippery, plunging shaft.
"Jesus Christ, Tom," Joe gasped hotly as a bright white flash of lightning light filled the room. "Don't split her whole ass open! Save some for the Big Daddy here!"
Sandy's body drove on unheeded. She was almost ready to cum and could not stop. Tiny relentless devils danced deep in her belly, probing the hot, tingling walls of her wetly seeping vagina with the fiery tips of their three-pronged forks. Sweat was pouring from her body as she strove wildly for her own end – an infinitesimal second away.
But then – Tom clamped his mouth tightly down on hers, starting a long, low groan that swelled to shout as he began spewing his hot sperm deep up into her hot slippery passage. Her first male cum! Oh God… Oh God, how deliciously wonderful it felt! She could feel it jet up into her hungrily accepting young belly in great gushing waves – only to sense it then deflate more with each white hot spurt.
"Nooooo! Noooo, Tommy! More! More! Wait for meeeeee!" She was still just seconds away, but it was useless. She squeezed her buttocks together up against a softening penis, which had lost its mastery over her now seething emotions. She pounded her heels desperately against Tommy's spent body, beside herself, her end so near and yet so far away. With an empty groan, he rolled from between her still gyrating thighs to lie exhausted beside her.
Another bright white flash struck as suddenly her ankles were grasped by other, heavy hands. She gasped at the force in the powerful fingers, and she looked up through the narrow, hazy slits of lust-smoked eyes.
It was Joe! His flushed face leered down at her nakedly exposed cunt from between her wide-held thighs, a cruel animal lust in his eyes, so potent that it momentarily froze Sandy's quivering body into the stillness of a cornered mouse before a stalking cat. He levered her unresisting legs up off the couch in an arc far back over her head, pressing the toes of her feet harshly into the cushion on either side of her shoulders. Her tormented body was bent back double, the pain of her strained muscles almost unbearable. The glistening, flattened plane of her crotch was presented like a helplessly bound young virgin in a sacrificial offering. He was poised over her in a push-up position, his hands holding her ankles back to the couch, his thick cock, rejuvenated from Vicki's sucking mouth, aimed straight at her helpless up tilted slit.
"Ram it to her, Joe!" the older man encouraged excitedly. "Jam it all the way up to her smooth little tits! I want a good shot of this!"
Sandy shuddered, torn between the hotly burning desire scorching her still throbbing vagina, and the quick twinge of shame that flickered through her drug and passion confused thoughts. Through glazed, heavy lidded eyes she could see faint forms all around her, but they weren't important – the fire licking through her loins was stoked to greater intensity by the sheer helplessness and the obscene position in which she was being held. The flames of her unfulfilled lust raged out of control in her hotly pulsating young cunt, and nothing else in the whole wide world mattered at all.
"Go on! Fuck her, Joe, fuck her!" Vicki urged in an excited scream, and she wiggled her own naked buttocks at her lover in a lewd unmistakable invitation.
"Oh God, yessss. Please fuck me," Sandy hissed between tightly clenched teeth, and Joe needed no further encouragement. His heavy body dropped down on her twisting form like a sack of cement, his thick, lust-incited young cock plunging into her hungrily waiting cunt like a battering ram, pushing the unresisting moist folds of flesh in rippling waves before its cruelly plowing head.
Sandy cried out at the quick and brutal impalement, but it was only momentary. The greedy moist walls clasped around the fleshy cudgel hungrily, slithering up wetly to devour its full length to the hilt. His balls smacked with a soft wet slapping sound into the upturned crevice of her buttocks, and she groaned in relief at the filling of her newly opened passage as he began a heavy deep thrusting into her already hotly grinding young cunt. Her head rolled wildly from side to side, her whole body quivering in abandoned ecstasy. She had been so close before to an orgasm that it didn't take long this time with Joe's thick, expanding penis fucking up into her like a jackhammer gone wild. The cords of her neck suddenly tightened and she felt her muscles tightening into rigidity with the unmistakable signs.
"I… Oh God, I'm cumming! Fuck harder! Fuck harder!" she pleaded in a voice shrill with passion. "Ahhhhhhhhhhh!"
Her hands clasped desperately behind his wildly driving buttocks, pulling him in maniacal frenzy deeper and deeper into her wide-stretched vagina. Her cum juice flowed wetly out around his still-driving prick, flowing down the crevice of her buttocks and flooding his balls as they bounced rhythmically against her tightly puckered anus.
"Give it to her, Joe!" the Richard Hink voice goaded excitedly from somewhere in the distance. "I want a picture of the both of you cumming!" Bright flashes filled the room as Sandy, writhing beneath the spurred-on Joe Arrow, continued to grunt out her climax, the juices still flowing in unrestricted rivulets down the full quivering cheeks of her lewdly twisting loins.
Above her, Joe groaned and she could feel the second hot load of heated male sperm being shot up deep into her dilated young womb, mixing lasciviously with the pool the first boy had throbbed into her before. Her head whirled in depraved sensuality as the hot, powerful bursts surged wildly into her, filling her again to the overflowing with its sticky whiteness. The hot, wet walls of her vagina clasped and unclasped desperately, milking at the jerking cock like a sucking, starving mouth. Sandy's firm nubile young body was drained of everything when at last Joe's grip on her legs was released and she could collapse her limbs on the couch. She lay spread-eagled, unable to even close her legs, as she felt his heavy weight lift from her, and the cool rush of air over her sweat-soaked form.
The deep, masculine voice of the triumphantly smiling high-school coach spoke in the distance as she faded into peaceful unconsciousness. "Take another turn with her, Tommy. She's not dead yet, and I need a few more shots before I leave to visit her mother. Use your imagination and see what you can do."
"How about both of us fucking her at the same time?" Joe gasped as he sprawled, satiated beside her.
"Anything you want. And when you come over later, maybe we can make it all five of us at the same time!"