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CHAPTER THREE

Johnny helped Mary to her knees. Another boy needed servicing, and this was no time for her to quit. She looked at Johnny with eyes that said she had just experienced a glorious feeling.

"You came," Johnny told her. "Like us when we shoot our wad."

"Wow!" Mary exclaimed. "That was truly beautiful!"

"Do him now," Johnny told Mary.

The girl positioned herself on her knees again in front of the boy. This time she took hold of the cock and guided it into her mouth. As soon as the thing touched the inner moistness of her mouth it began to swell. It took only a few moments for Mary's sucking mouth to make the boy come. He filled her mouth with juicy come. Mary swallowed every delicious drop.

She sucked off the last boy and then everyone sat around and rested. The boys praised her on her sucking ability. They told her that she was the best blowjob in town. Mary felt proud of herself. These boys had made a woman of her. They had taught her what her mouth was for. They taught her all about sucking.

Johnny said that as soon as they rested they would teach her about fucking. She could hardly wait. They promised to show her what her cunt was for.

Mary was lying on a blanket which the boys had placed on the floor. Johnny knelt over her face and let his cock rest upon her lips.

"Suck me up," he said.

She took the tool into her mouth and sucked it until it grew to be about seven inches long. The boy then moved down the woman's body, placing his rod against her virginal hole.

"Oh, no!" she cried. "You can't put that in there! My father said never let a man put anything in there!"

"Shhhhh," Johnny said. "I'm not a man, number one. Number two, you do want to learn about fucking don't you?"

"Y-yes," Mary answered, her voice quavering. "But I can't let you, I can't!"

Johnny told one of the boys to tie her hands with some cord which they had lying around.

"No, no, no!" Mary protested.

Johnny picked up her pretty panties and unceremoniously stuffed them into her mouth. He then tied her bra around her head to hold the gag in place. Mary squirmed and wriggled as several of the boys held her down. They had parted her legs and one boy was smearing Vaseline on the lips of her cunt.

Johnny moved into position, rubbing the head of his dong over the lubricated lips. When his cock was sufficiently erect, he shoved it into her cunt until it met her hymen. He leaned over her body, supporting himself on his hands and knees. The head of his cock began pushing against the taut maidenhead. The crossing guard began to writhe with the pain. The cock pushed at the virginal flesh and suddenly shoved inside. Mary screamed into her gag and began to cry.

The boy began to ride her. He fucked in and out masterfully. And Mary, though she was in pain, began to fuck the boy back! He had hurt her, but now he was giving her pleasure! She liked the idea that they had tied her and rendered her helpless. In this way she was not troubled by guilt feelings. After all, what could she have done? In fact, being tied and gagged felt good. It caused a sensual glow to sweep through her body. She liked it. It aroused her more than her fingers had. But not more than this fucking which she was undergoing. The boy fell on her breasts and she faintly felt the spurts of come hitting the sides of her vagina. She had been fucked.

"Well?" Johnny asked later. "How did you like getting fucked?"

"It was great," Mary told him. "And I have a confession to make."

"What?" Johnny inquired.

"I really liked it when you tied me up and gagged me," Mary told him in naive honesty.

"Really?"

"Good," Johnny told her. "The next time you come to a meeting we'll play some real far-out games like the models in some of my older brother's dirty books."

"What kind of games?" Mary asked, quite puzzled.

"Owes with whips and ropes, and paddles, and spanking."

"Spankings?" Mary said in complete surprise. "Yeah, some older people dig that sort of stuff. My father hurt me good when he used to spank me," Mary said. "How can it be fun?"

"We'll find out," Johnny assured her. "We'll experiment."

"Great," Mary said. "Oh, Johnny?"

"What?"

"Would you fuck me again?"

"Sure."