"Yaaaaah, oh, ohhhh, Tony, you're so big inside me. I can hardly take it!" moaned Candy. She clung fiercely to the youth's strong body as he pumped hard back and forth in her cunt.
"Tell me about how tight it is," he grunted. "It's your Goddamn cunt. It's so small it clutches at every inch of my cock. Never felt anything but virgin pussy so tight before!"
He fought back his come and failed. His prick spilled out the man seed into her greedy pussy. He felt as if a hot mouth had fastened all around his cock and sucked the jism from his balls. Not until he had been milked of every single precious drop of his come did her pussy release him. And he wasn't sure that she let go because he couldn't give her any more.
"Oh, ohhh! That was good, Tony, damned good. But then with you it always is." She kissed him full on the lips. For a moment, he didn't respond. Then he seemed to melt.
She pressed her tongue into his lips and dragged the pink tip from one side of his mouth to the other. Her tongue raced out and collided with his before beginning a hide and seek contest that went from his mouth into hers and then back again. When she tired of this, she sucked his lower lip between her teeth and gently chewed.
He moaned for her to stop. She didn't. She had the power over him, too, and Candy meant to use it to the fullest. Her tongue caressed his trapped lip while her teeth gnawed passionately at it. When she sensed it was beginning to get puffy and swollen, she released it and kissed him hard on the mouth.
Tony pushed her away and said, "Whenever a chick gets like that with me, she wants something. What is it, babe?"
This was one of the things she loved about Tony. He was nobody's fool. He knew she wasn't putting out for him right now because of her own horniness. That was certainly a big part of it, but she wanted a favor he might be able to grant her. The more she had thought of Mandy and all that her twin had done to her, the madder she got.
Mandy had always been the outgoing one in the family. She had shone socially and Candy had to be content with hiding in her sister's shadow. No longer. But Candy had used Mandy as a front to get what she wanted and she now discovered that she couldn't get away from the impersonation. No one, even Tony, would believe she was Candy. They knew Mandy was the sort of girl they all had fun with, who had fun with them – it wasn't Candy.
Candy wanted to be on her own, being her own person. As long as Mandy was around she couldn't do it.
There was a lot more, of course. The humiliation Mandy had caused her time and time again couldn't be lightly pushed from her mind. The worst time had come when Mandy had tied her down to the bed and fucked her with the vibrator, leaving it in her twat until the batteries died. She had felt nothing but hatred for her twin sister then.
There had to be revenge.
Tony was the way to achieve it.
"I know your club is mighty selective about who gets in. They have to pass a test, don't they?"
"The Monarchs are pretty picky," he admitted. "And the ritual hazing is a secret. Except from other Monarchs and their chicks, of course."
"Of course," she said, nodding. "And I'm your chick, aren't I?"
"Yeah, sure, Mandy, you're my baby."
She almost cringed when he called her Mandy. Candy's resolve strengthened and she knew what she wanted to do.
"You need a chick for the initiation, don't you?"
"You? Hey, babe, that gets pretty rough. We've got ten guys who want to join and all of them have to fuck the same broad. Usually we spring for a whore and who the fuck cares what happens to her cunt after the fifth or sixth guy? You couldn't pull a train that long. I won't let you."
"I don't want to do it, Tony. With you and this, I'm more than happy." She patted his prick, now sleeping peacefully between his legs. She kissed his ear and whispered hotly, "But what if I could supply a foxy chick for the initiation? For nothing? Would you get off on that?"
"Sure."
"Even if it's my sister? My twin sister?"
"Hey, we don't go in for rape or anything like that. But if she wanted to do it, yeah, I'm interested. But that cock teasing bitch? Don't think she would go for it."
"She doesn't have to go for it. You pass her around to all the guys. Maybe I'll join in. No matter what she bays, I'll back you all up. Who would believe a twin sister would lie to protect a gang of guys?"
"You must hate her ass a bunch to be willing to do that. But, yeah, she's a damned fine looking chick. But then, she looks like your mirror image. She'd have to be something special, wouldn't she?"
"Yeah," Candy said, feeling his hand moving along her cunt lips. She parted her legs in wanton invitation as she worked out all the details in her head. If Mandy said anything to anyone, she'd end up in more trouble than ever. Everyone knew what a slut Mandy was. Everyone knew what a sweet young thing Candy was.
Candy would be the one saying nothing had happened. Mandy would be the one claiming rape by ten guys or more. Candy almost laughed out loud when she realized how perfect this scheme for revenge was.
"Mandy, could you come outside for a second? I have something I want to show you," called Candy from just outside the door. She knew that Tony and his friends were waiting out near the street and couldn't hear what she was saying to her twin. She had purposefully worn a bright red sweater to guarantee they didn't get her confused with her slut of a sister, Mandy.
"What do you want, Sis?" asked her twin, coming out. She smiled broadly. This was working out even better. Mandy was primly dressed and looked like a girl-woman, not the kind of whore she actually was. Candy didn't have the slightest idea why Mandy had chosen tonight to dress up like a little doll, but she wasn't going to knock it.
That just meant fate was being kind to her in the search for real revenge on her damned twin sister.
"Out near the street."
Candy led the way, her ass wiggling more than ever before. She didn't care if Mandy saw and mentioned it. Candy considered it part of her new image, an image that would gain a lot of confidence tonight seeing her sister degraded and abused by a rough gang of teenaged boys.
"Who's there?" Mandy called out. "Oh, it's you, Tony. I haven't seen you around in a while. How're they hanging, stud?"
Tony laughed and said to Candy, "Your sister's trying to be one of the gang tonight, isn't she?"
"She's trying," Candy admitted. The confused look on Mandy's face was worth any amount of money to Candy. Candy was suddenly the one on the inside and all she was doing was standing on the outside looking in.
"What is this, you two? I didn't even know you knew my sister, Tony."
"Shit, yeah, me and Mandy are good buddies, aren't we, Mandy?" He pressed close to Candy and planted a juicy, demanding kiss on her lips. From the way they kissed, it was obvious it wasn't merely a friendly kiss – it was the sort one lover gave another.
"Huh?" Mandy stood stock still, stunned. "I don't know what's going on here, but damn it, I'm Mandy. This is my sister Candy."
"Sure, babe, sure," said Tony. "How would you like to take part in the Monarchs' initiation ritual tonight? Out near the old shack on the east road?"
"I've got other things to do, thank you," she said primly. For a second, Candy was a little confused. She might have been the one to say that. This wasn't the Mandy she remembered. Or was it? Was it that her own outlook on life had changed so much that her sister now seemed the prim and proper one to her?
Candy laughed loud and hard.
"Listen, dipshit, I don't know what's going on here, but I'm going to tell Mom and Dad if you don't… hey!"
Strong arms circled her waist and lifted her kicking and screaming into the air. A gag went between her teeth and fastened firmly behind her head. She tried scratching and this only caused her hands to be bound securely with a short piece of rope.
"Don't worry, Candy," said her sister, "this is going to be fun. Think of all the cock you've been missing, and think how you're going to catch up tonight."
"Does she know what the initiation is?" asked Tony. "Or does the idea of fucking ever enter her sweet, virgin head?"
"I think she does know something about gangbangs," laughed Candy, enjoying the frightened look on her twin's face. The more Mandy struggled, the tighter the ropes became on her wrists. Soon, she resigned herself to glaring at her twin and wishing her dead.
The rough ride out into the deserted country was spent in the backseat of Tony's car, one of the initiates to the Monarchs driving. Candy loved the sensation of having Tony's cock buried balls deep up her tight pussy and the car rattling along the dirt roads. Tony didn't even have to fuck back and forth to let her get off. The motion of the car did it for him.
She came, her pussy tensing around his prick.
"Shit, baby, this is too much. Can't keep fucking you like this if I want to take part in the ceremony with your sister."
"Hmmmm, what's it?" Candy said, her brain still dreamy from the climax that had coursed through her body. "Whatcha talking about?"
"The president of the Monarchs has got to be the first one to fuck the bitch we have staked out. In the rules. If you wear me out before we get going with the initiation, I'm not gonna be much of an example for the others."
"Hmmmm, that's too bad," Candy sighed, her arms circling his neck and puffing his face to hers. Eager lips worked against his until his resistance melted.
"Ah, fuck," he said and then began to really fuck her. His prick slipped in and came out twice for every bump and roll of the car. The driver craned his neck to see the heavy action going down in the back seat. When he found he couldn't watch and drive at the same time, he pulled the rear view mirror down into position where he could.
Their fucking didn't quite fog up his mirror, but it came close.
They finally arrived at the initiation site. Over two dozen Monarchs and their girlfriends were already there. The initiates stood in the tight cluster to one side of the bonfire dominating the center of the clearing.
Tony got out and strode arrogantly into the center, Candy clinging to his arm. She felt a power trip of being Tony's girl. He was the boss and she was tops with him. That made her something special for the first time in her life.
Candy realized she was here only because he thought she was Mandy. That angered the girl even more. Whatever Mandy got tonight from the small group of studs standing around nervously waiting, she deserved. Candy stood up proud and straight and impudently thrust her tits out hard against her tee-shirt. The leaping flames of the fire caught the tiny mounds of her nipples and cast long shadows across her chest. The ample mounds of her tits were apparent and more than one of the girls in the crowd had to elbow their boyfriends when Tony began talking.
"This is the annual initiation into the Monarchs. Now, most of the shit's already been done. We know these guys are cool, but we have to make one last test to be sure."
"Yeah, Tony!" cried one of the Monarchs.
Another shouted, "Let's get on with it! Bring her out and let's fuck!"
"Hey, shut up!" Tony yelled. "I'm talking. Now, these maybe – Monarchs are good guys but how do they react under pressure? They got to be able to do a lot of stuff without panicking, you know? So, we pose a little test for them. If they pass, they're one of us. If not, maybe we'll cut off their balls because they ain't gonna use them for nothing anyway!"
The Monarchs laughed. The initiates smiled weakly, wondering if they might be speaking with higher voices in a few minutes.
"Get her," Tony commanded. Mandy was dragged from the trunk of the car, still kicking and trying to escape. When she saw the ring of Monarchs, she tensed. She wasn't stupid. She knew exactly why she'd been brought here. She turned pleading eyes to Candy, begging for release. All she saw was a leer marring the lovely twin's lips.
"Strip her. You and you stake her out on that mattress. We don't want her ass getting all chopped up from the dirt."
Candy watched in satisfaction as they stripped Mandy naked and tied her to the ground spread-eagle. She was resting on a dusty old mattress to keep her precious ass out of the dirt, but other than this, they hadn't gone to any great lengths to make her comfortable.
Candy guessed it would get a lot more uncomfortable before the end of the night. She felt a sexual thrill begin inside her cunt and rapidly spread into her belly. The teenager didn't know why the prospect of her sister being gang raped turned her on so much, but it did. It did in a big way.
She was feeling almost horny enough to go and take on the entire Monarchs club herself. The girl pressed closer to Tony and felt his arm tense and then relax slightly.
He whispered to her: "I hope to hell you didn't wear me out. I gotta take her first."
"I'll help you if you can't get it up!" Candy promised. To see Mandy abused and tormented – like she had been by her sister for so long – would be rich revenge indeed. Candy would do anything she could to make sure everything went off on schedule.
"Line up – and get 'em up!" Tony bellowed. The initiates shuffled into a line and opened their flies. They knew what was going to happen. Candy felt herself becoming tenser as she watched all those teenaged cocks flip out into the firelight. The shadows moved around the pricks and made them appear mysterious and much larger than they actually were.
"And my chick is gong to get things started!" Tony cried for all to hear. "Now suck it hard, damn it," he said for Candy's benefit.
She didn't have to be told twice. She dropped to her knees and greedily thrust the cock into her mouth. In less than a minute, Tony's prick was jerking into full erection. She licked and sucked and lapped at it and didn't want to stop. Tony had to push her away, laughingly saying, "She can't get enough of my cock, the sex-hungry bitch!"
Candy sat on her haunches and then watched Tony go to the bound and gagged Mandy. He looked down at her as if she were a piece of meat hanging in a butcher shop and dropped to his knees.
Mandy couldn't believe this was happening to her. She tried counting the number of cocks that had raped her and lost track around fifty or sixty. This was when she began silently cursing because her twat was starting to froth and flow with lust oils. Her cunt was playing the traitor to her personal desires.
What confused the teenager the most was the role her naive, stay-at-home twin was performing. It seemed as if she had taken over Mandy's position with Tony and had used it against her. Mandy didn't know what to do about this gang bang. The best she could do in this tied up and spread obscenely wide position was to try and enjoy it. That way she could rob her sister of some little pleasure seeing her tortured in this bizarre fashion.
She closed her eyes and began thinking nothing but good thoughts. This wasn't really a gang rape. It was a fucking by the longest lasting, hardest cocked stud in the world. Each time he gave her a few more thrusts and built-up her desires a trifle more.
Soon, the teenager was gasping for air around the thick gag in her mouth. She wished someone would take it out but knew this wasn't likely as long as Candy was impersonating her. She arched her back and much as she could and made sure she shoved her pussy down into the incoming prick. Squeezing down with her pussy muscles, she managed to get an extra jerk and twitch out of most of the fucking cocks.
"God, she almost made me come!" one of the studs said.
"First one gets his balls cut off!" cried someone else. Mandy wished all their balls would be sawed off and nailed to the nearest tree. She kept her eyes closed and reveled as much as she could in the sensations being built up in her cunt.
They were up to nine strokes each when she managed to get the first guy off.
She felt his prick swell inside her and she gripped down with passionate fury. His cock bucked and then exploded. She felt the hot rush of his come watering the insides of her ripply walled cunt.
"You're out, Stan!" cried a couple guys in unison. "Shit!" was the only reply she heard because the next stud mounted her and shoved his prick all the way in, complaining, "I hate sloppy seconds!"
She hated him. But she still gave him the best pussy caresses she could. Her hot, tight sheath of cunt collapsed around his prick and gripped hard. He had to work to get his nine strokes in. The next teenager to fuck her didn't last but five hard, long, swift strokes.
Mandy's entire body was beginning to quiver. She tried to hold down the waves of lust consuming her totally. She couldn't. This many guys fucking her one at a time robbed her of all sensation except that growing by leaps and bounds inside her twat.
She came hard. The next three to fuck her also blew their wads into her tight cunt hole. She continued to moan and thrash around, unable to control herself. Being tied down had some compensations. She could be as wild and uninhibited as she liked. Nothing in the world would get her loose and cause her to writhe around so much the prick slipped from her sucking pussy.
By the eleventh round, only two were left, both of them complaining about the come filling her cunt. She hated them with an intensity she hadn't thought possible, but they were only unwilling dupes in this gang bang. The real villain of the piece was her twin sister. Mandy wanted to get even with that girl, but the more she thought about it, the more she realized the barrel Candy had her over.
Who would she complain to about being gang raped by ten men? The police? Her sweet, oh so innocent sister would lie through her teeth and announce her slut of a sister had asked for it. Or she might lie through her teeth and say it never happened. Mandy's pussy lips were bruised and swollen, but with her reputation around school, there wouldn't be any problem finding a dozen guys to confess they had fucked her within the last week.
And Candy would be sitting pretty – probably on Tony's prick – no matter the outcome. Mandy was had. She was fucked over in more ways than one. She had to go along with this and try to enjoy it the best she could. It was the only compensation she was likely to get.
The next stud stayed on her for fifteen strokes before he blasted out his sticky, hot come into her filled-to-overflowing cunt. The last of the gang mounted her and fucked wildly, the others chanting as he approached fifty. Sixty and Mandy was lost in a sexual wonderland she couldn't have achieved with a man staying any less. By seventy-five strokes, she had come twice. By eighty her cunt was so sore she was crying in pain. By ninety, she wanted to die from the agony and the humiliation of being fucked like some tied up animal.
He came at ninety-four strokes. She couldn't even remember what his face looked like. The sex had long since blurred her vision. The fucking had made her ache all over and she was hard pressed to even remember who she was.
"Good going. You're all members of the Monarchs now."
Mandy let out a tired sigh of relief her ordeal was over.
"Now it's my turn!" said Tony.
Mandy stiffened again as she saw him approaching her, his prick jutting upward at a jaunty angle. She had to withstand still another fucking!