Kris didn't have to hold her legs apart when she came. Kay spread them herself, as wide as she could, wanting to take his stiff pounding dick all the way into her cunt. She was aware of nothing but the body-racking pleasure that shook her, and she wailed shamelessly in the spasms of her climax.
The next thing she knew, Kris gasped and began shooting stinging jets of jism into her convulsing twat. She felt the spunk boiling in her box, flooding out to wet the chair beneath her. Then his limp meat slipped from her soaked cunt, and the blond boy jumped to his feet. Like Rick, he apparently considered it unmanly to linger in her body after he came.
By the time Kay caught her breath and focused her eyes again, the boys were dressed and heading for the door. They had fucked her, they were temporarily sated, and they were off on some other adventure.
"See you tomorrow, cunt," said Rick.
"No!" Kay sobbed. "Oh, no! Please, haven't you had enough? Can't you leave me alone?"
The gang halted, and Rick turned around to glare menacingly at her.
"Now, listen, bitch," he said, "I don't even wanta hear you say that again. Dig? You ain't getting out of this. Unless you want us to fink on you, you better have that hot cunt of yours ready for us whenever we want it. Any time of night or day, you be ready to fuck. You understand?"
Kay nodded. The gang left, and she burst into frantic sobbing. Her worst fears had been realized – they would never let her go. They would continue to use her, humiliate and degrade her, as long as she remained in Ferndale. She could leave town, of course, and find work in another state, far away from Rick and his hoodlum friends – but she had worked for almost a decade to become head of the library, to attain her present salary and status. Why should she give up her career, her hard-earned position, for that gang of punks?
Yet her alternative was to do any dirty thing they asked, to fuck and suck four sadistic punks any time they wanted it.
It was four o'clock the next afternoon, and in the deserted library Kay was backed against a wall, desperately trying to fend off Danny. In his desperation to have her again, the boy had overcome his shyness and was frantically embracing her, kissing her, pleading with her.
"Please, Miss White," he said, "don't do this to me. I love you. I can't stand it when you treat me like this. Please don't push me away."
Kay couldn't help the tears of shame that flooded her dark eyes. The boy was sincere. He really cared for her, and she was very fond of him. It was cruel to deny him a lay after she'd thrown herself at him and seduced him. But she was determined never to screw Danny again. He was too good, too clean and fine, for a woman like her. Her experience with the gang had taught her the depths of her own depravity, her wickedness – and if she couldn't save herself, she could at least save Danny.
"Danny," she said, pushing him away, "this is for your own good, believe me. Our relationship is all wrong. You should date girls your own age, fall in love…"
"Bullshit!" Danny cried, his handsome face red with anger. "I love you! You're the only one I want – and I thought you wanted me!"
"No," said Kay. "It's over, Danny. I like you very much, and I think you're a wonderful, talented boy, but I won't have an affair with you. Now, please – if you care for me at all, let me go."
He cast her a heart-broken look and fled from the room. Kay hated herself for hurting him, but she knew that in the long run it was the right thing to do. She had to break off with Danny before she tainted him with her own wickedness.
Shaken and pale, Kay drove home. She didn't think she could face another fuck-session with Rick and his gang, not today. She wanted to be alone, to think.
She didn't bother to go into the house. She just parked the car in the driveway, got out, and strode swiftly down the street. There was a small city park nearby where she could walk and think. If Rick and his gang came to her house looking for another gang-bang and found her gone, that was just too bad…
There weren't many people in the park at that hour, and Kay walked along swiftly, finally leaving the trail and wandering through the pleasant woods till she came to a little mossy-floored clearing where she'd often gone, in happier days, to read and meditate. She sank down with a sigh, pressing her hot face against the cool springy moss.
"My God," she said to herself, beginning to weep softly, "what am I going to do?"
She didn't hear them coming. She was alone, and then suddenly they were all around her. Rick, Mel, Kris, and Terry hemmed her in, towering over her, glaring.
"That wasn't too smart, baby," Rick growled. "You shouldn't of tried to run away. Now you're gonna pay for it."
They had followed her, of course. How stupid she'd been to think she could shake them! They must have been waiting near her house when she got home…
"Please," she said, her voice shaking, "don't hurt me…"
Rick slapped her hard across the face. It felt as if he'd snapped her neck, and she fell back on the ground, stunned and hurt.
"That's for running away," he hissed. "You try it again, and you'll get hurt worse. You understand?"
"Yes," Kay sobbed.
"Get her clothes off," Rick snapped.
Kay felt rough, eager hands stripping the clothes from her defenseless body. She knew there was no point in fighting. She couldn't overcome four strong teen-age boys, and Rick would only hurt her again.
She wept in shame as they stripped her, and she blushed deeply when they laughed and sniggered while Mel tugged off her panties. The leering wormy-white boy held up her delicate lacy blue panties for everyone to see, then stuffed them in his pocket.
"I'll just keep these for a souvenir," he said, giggling shrilly.
Kay lay naked and exposed on the mossy ground of the city park, her big tits heaving, her glossy black beaver catching the glint of the sun. The boys stood around her, ogling her opulent body, grinning in horny anticipation.
Kay wished to God she'd stayed at home. At least in the privacy of her living room there was no chance of being seen by some passerby.
The same thing seemed to be on Terry's mind. The red-haired punk said nervously, "Hey, what if somebody sees us? We could get in big trouble."
"Don't sweat it," said Rick. "There's only one way into his clearing, and three of us can stand there so nobody can see her."
"Who gets to go first?" Mel said eagerly.
"Guess," Kris said dryly. "Who always gets to go first?"
"Well, I got a surprise for you this time," Rick said. "I ain't gonna go first. I decided I'd rather watch you guys screw her for a while. Why don't you toss a coin?"
His followers looked surprised, and Kay herself felt instant suspicion. This wasn't like Rick. He always hogged the best things for himself. Somehow, letting the others fuck her first was going to benefit him. In some kinky, bizarre way, Rick was going to get what he wanted.
"Well, shit," said Terry, fishing a coin from his jeans, "if that's how you want it, that's okay with me. How about you, Mel?"
"You guys go ahead and toss for it," said Mel. "I'll wait." He, too, sensed that Rick was up to something.
They tossed, and Terry won. Grinning triumphantly, he slipped down beside Kay and began to undress. "Lucky you," he told the blushing woman. "I'm gonna fuck you so good, baby…"
"Oh, no, you're not," said Rick.
Terry gawked at him. "Huh? Whaddaya mean, I ain't? I won the fuckin' toss!"
"That's right," said Rick, an evil leer on his swarthy face, "and you get her first, only you ain't gonna fuck her. She's gonna blow you, 'cause I don't like wet decks, remember?"
Terry considered this, then grinned and shrugged. "What the fuck! One hole's as good as another."
Kay wasn't nearly so complacent about Rick's idea. Blow him? Take his ugly, stubby cock into her mouth?
The idea of sucking off the boy repelled Kay. She thought of Terry snorting and panting over her, spewing his sticky jizz in her throat, and she almost gagged. She knew there was no point in protesting or arguing, though. Rick would have his way even if he had to kill her.
Kay shuddered as naked Terry rolled closer to embrace her, but she didn't move away. There was no escape from this new torture.
"You're gonna get a taste of cock, baby," Terry chuckled. "Think you'll like eatin' my meat?"
Kay glanced down at his erect prick. Like the rest of him, it was runty and ugly. Milky-pale skin, lightly freckled, on the short cock-shaft, and a blood-red knob that oozed tiny droplets of pre-cum. His balls were dull rose in color, wrinkled, sagging, and his crotch bush sported coarse red curls.
His whole being repelled Kay, but at least his cock was mercifully small. She should have no trouble getting it in her mouth, though she felt nauseated at the thought of sucking him off and drinking his spunk.
Terry was feverishly pawing and kissing her big heaving tits, but his friends were getting impatient.
"Come on, man!" said Rick. "Let's have some action! Why don't you give our dear school librarian some meat to eat?"
Terry laughed and clambered onto Kay's trembling body, straddling her chest. His bony little butt settled on the tender cushions of her mammoth tits. He used his sharp knees to pin her head and hold it in place. Kay didn't like that at all. She felt smothered and trapped. In vain she tried to shake her head free, and tears rolled down her dusky face.
"Please!" she whimpered. "I don't want to do this. Anything but this!"
"Aw, jism's good for you," Terry laughed harshly. "Give you lots of vitamins. Come on, now, open up like a good girl."
His friends laughed at Terry's "wit", but their amusement changed to impatience when Kay resolutely kept her lips tightly shut. She just couldn't bear to take that ugly little prick into her mouth. Rick approached, bending down to glare at her.
"Now, listen," he growled, "I told you before, if you don't do what we say, you get hurt. You wanta get hit again?" Weeping, Kay shook her head. "Then open up, dammit, and suck his cock!" Rick shouted.
Sobbing loudly now, Kay opened her lips a little, and Terry seized his erect, dribbling little cock and directed it towards her trembling mouth.
"Oh, nooooo!" Kay whined. "Please, no, nooo… Ummpphh!"
Her protests were stifled when Terry thrust his rigid little prick between her lips. Kay turned pale, and her eyes rolled wildly as she sought to fight off her nausea. She didn't want his sharp little cock in her mouth, sliding over her tongue, stuffing her so full she could hardly breathe – but it was there, and she couldn't do a thing about it.
"Now, start suckin'!" Terry hissed. "Suck that meat hard and fast, baby. Bring me off."
She had never been so humiliated in her life. Before the sniggering, gawking bunch of boys, she began to suck on Terry's hard pale dick, just like a baby sucks a bottle, in wet little slurping motions. She hated it, she wanted to bite his damned prick in half – but she knew better. She didn't want to be punished again.
Weeping, whimpering, Kay sucked steadily on Terry's stiff, vile-tasting cock, hoping he'd come quickly and spare her prolonged torture.
"Nice," sighed Terry, "real nice. You just keep on suckin', cunt. You'll learn to like the taste of cock."
The red-haired punk sat atop her heaving boobs, and his face soon became so flushed with horny enjoyment that she could hardly see his freckles.
His pale-blue eyes rolled aimlessly, and his pink wet tongue darted out to lick his lips. He moaned and sweated, sighed and began to move his skinny hips in time to her sucking motions. He started feeding his cock to her in quick jabs, much to her disgust.
Kay didn't like having his prick forced over her tongue, stretching her lips. The worst was yet to come, though. She had taken in perhaps half the length of his cock, but Terry wanted her to take it all.
Grunting lustily, he hunched forward and jammed the rest of his pale prick-shaft into her reluctant mouth, so that his wiry little balls scraped her chin. Again she almost gagged, for now the drooling head of his stiff little dick was right against her throat.
The other boys crowded in for a closer look.
"Hey, teach! That cock tastes pretty good, don't it?" Mel snickered.
Rick grinned sadistically at her, obviously overjoyed with her humiliation. Kris, the quiet and thoughtful one, intently studied the zipping white shaft of his buddy's cock as it flew in and out of her mouth, gleaming with her spit. She could tell he was getting off on that.
"Awww," whined Terry, "this is really good! Hot in there… Nice an' wet… Ohhhh, man, I think I'm gonna come!"
He ended on a shrill note, and suddenly his cock was flying in and out of her mouth with blinding speed. Kay tried to brace herself for the flood of his jism, but she wasn't quite fast enough. It caught her with her throat open, a sticky flood of vile stuff that almost choked her. She had to get rid of his spunk, couldn't stand it in her mouth. But his flying cock stuffed her lips, and she couldn't spit it out. Gagging, weeping desperately, she was forced to swallow the whole steamy load of his scum, while her audience crowed derisively. Terry sighed and crawled off her, his pale little dick limp and wet with her saliva.
"Man," he said, "she ate it all! Every bit of it."
"Sure, she did," Rick sneered. "Teacher loves cock. Let's give her some more. Kris – your turn."
"Oh, NO!" wailed Kay. "Please – not again!"
Sucking off Terry had been bad enough, but Kris' stiff cock was much larger. She gagged at the very thought of trying to take his dick in her mouth.
Kris seemed delighted with the idea, however. Flushing slightly in anticipation of her wet scalding mouth, he walked over and stood before her, his pale rod tautly hugging his tan belly.
"On your knees," he said. "Get on your knees and blow me."
There was some consolation. At least he wouldn't be sitting on her tits, crushing the breath out of her like Terry had done.
Weeping, Kay got to her knees before the handsome blond boy and lifted his stiff, milky-white rod. The cherry-red knob was fat and bulbous, and just a faint shine of juice appeared in the cum-slit. His cock was much nicer-looking than Terry's. Maybe sucking him off wouldn't be so bad…
"Hurry up, cunt!" Rick snapped. "Put my cock in your mouth."
Choking back her sobs, Kay brought his prick down with trembling hands and gently eased the glowing red knob between her reluctant lips. She managed to slide in about half his shaft before the hot, hard dick-head touched her throat. Kris sighed softly and grew a little flushed, but otherwise displayed no great emotion – that wasn't his style.
"Suck my cock," he whispered. "Make it good…"
Make it good? She didn't know how! She'd never blown anybody before, because the idea had always seemed repugnant to her. It still did. To suck a man's cock, swallow his jizz – it was awful, unthinkable, something done only by whores and depraved women. Yet she was doing it. The stately, dignified head librarian of Ferndale High was sucking this grinning juvenile delinquent's cock, like some hooker.
Kay did the best she could, not wanting any more punishment from Rick. She sucked his prick dutifully, strongly, in a steady rhythm, and she could feel Kris' stiff meat pulsing hotly on her tongue. Her performance didn't satisfy him, though. He was frowning.
"Come on, baby," he said, "you can suck cock better than that. Take all my meat!"
Kay wanted to protest, but her mouth was stuffed, and no sound came from her but a terrified gurgle. Kris wouldn't have cared, anyhow. He was intent on his own pleasure.
He rammed his rigid cock into her mouth, and Kay gagged violently as it reamed the back of her throat. His lightly furred balls came to rest against her chin, and his rod was fully lodged, his bulbous, drooling knob wedged in the opening of her throat. Kay didn't think she could survive the retching feeling, but somehow she did. Catching her breath, she went on sucking his long rigid prick, and Kris sighed with contentment.
"Now, that's better," he said, "a lot better."
She increased the force of her sucking, hoping to bring him off fast. She couldn't stand that thick cock-head in her throat. She managed to increase the flow of her saliva, to baffle his cock in fiery juice, and she applied a vacuum suction to his pulsing meat that made him go red in the face with horny pleasure.
"Christ," said Mel, "she's really eatin' his dick now! Look how fast she's doing it!"
Her tactic succeeded. Kris gave a sudden yelp which surprised even himself, then began to shoot his sizzling fuck-juice into her throat. Kris always had to be different, though. She should have been prepared for some nasty trick. She felt the first burst of jism in her throat and was preparing to swallow the rest of it, when Kris suddenly jerked his squirting dick from her mouth and sprayed his sticky cum right in her face.
He did it on purpose, holding his cock and taking careful aim. Kay was caught off guard, and she got it square in the face, taking the sticky spunk in her eyes, nose, lips, and hair. The boys howled with laughter. Kris staggered back, sniggering, as his cock went limp and drained. Kay burst into tears of shame.
"Hey, I hear that stuffs pretty good for the complexion," Mel tittered. "No reason to cry."
"Well, somebody give her something to wipe it off with," said Rick. "She's a mess. I don't wanta touch her like that."
Mel passed her a large white handkerchief, and Kay wiped her burning face. She couldn't imagine what further humiliation Rick had in mind, but she was sure he'd think of something.
"Your turn, Mel," Rick said.
"You mean make her blow me?" Mel said excitedly.
"Yeah, dummy," snapped Rick. "I already told you, I don't want no wet decks."
Mel wasn't offended. He was looking at Kay and practically drooling in his lusty excitement. His gigantic prick was fully erect, nine thick inches of hard meat, and the purplish head was drooling thick cream.
"Oh, wow!" he said. "I never got blown before. This sounds good."
Kay gawked at his monstrous prick, and she knew it was impossible, that his dong would suffocate her.
"No," she said firmly, "I can't do it with him. He's too big."
"You'll do it anyway," Rick said with menacing coldness. "You suck his cock, or I'll knock your head off. Take your choice."
"But he's too big!" Kay wailed. "You can see that! Please…"
Rick raised his fist, and Kay shrank back from him. Anything was better than being hit again.
"All right," Rick snarled, "no more of that shit. You suck my buddy off, and you do it good. I don't wanta hear another fuckin' word out of you."
Mel sat down right in front of her, grinning fiendishly, and Kay, on her hands and knees, stared into his lap. The wormy-white flesh, the pale, sick-looking hairs of his crotch bush, the feverish swollen bags of his giant balls – all of it sickened her. Worst of all, however, was the giant, menacing staff of his cock, impossibly large for her small mouth. That same cock she loved to have fucking in her hot, horny cunt now seemed like a weapon of destruction.
She forced saliva into her mouth, opened her trembling lips and fastened them timidly around the massive purple head of Mel's taut prick. He yelped with pleasure, and a sticky gob of juice rolled into her mouth, making her want to gag.
"Yeah, yeah!" he said hoarsely. "Eat me! Hurry! Go down on me!"
Kay slowly lowered her lips on the enormously fat head of his dripping cock. Her lips were stretched painfully, her mouth fully stuffed. She managed to take in perhaps a third of Mel's incredibly long dick, but then it was butting the back of her throat, making her gag, and she could go no farther. Mel was whinnying shrilly, seemingly quite content with her efforts, but Rick wasn't satisfied.
"Hey, come on!" he snarled. "You gotta do better than that. You suck in every bit of that cock, bitch, or I'll make pulp out of your face!"
Kay looked up helplessly. She didn't want to be beaten, but she didn't see how she could take in another inch of Mel's massive prick. It was already jammed hard against the back of her throat. Mel had an idea, however. "You can do it!" he panted. "Just open your throat like a sword-swallower. If they can do it, so can you. Come on, baby, swallow my meat!"
It sounded horrible, but it was better than being disfigured. Kay choked back a sob and opened her throat as wide as she could. Mel felt it opening, and he began to push inside, slowly easing his giant hard rod into her silky throat.
Kay managed with superhuman effort not to gag or choke on the huge dong. She felt her throat being filled, tightly stuffed, till Mel's massive dick seemed halfway to her stomach. Her gawking audience saw the bulge in her throat as Mel managed to push his cock all the way in, his giant fat balls coming to rest against her chin.
"Well, all right," said Rick. "Now you suck him off, bitch, and make it good."
Kay began to suck. Her lips were horribly stretched, her throat stuffed and aching, but the only way she could end the torture was to bring off the ugly whining boy as fast as possible. She began sucking his tool fast and powerfully.
Mel cried out shrilly, again and again, as his achingly full prick was deliciously milked by her strong throat muscles and bathed in the fiery liquid of her mouth.
Kay, intent on the blow-job, didn't notice Rick slipping around behind her. Her upturned ass presented a perfected a perfect target for him, and he could clearly see the shadowed mouth of her cunt. His prick was good and hard from watching her shame and terror, and he seized his rigid cock and plunged it brutally into her exposed twat-hole.
Kay gave a muffled exclamation as she felt Rick's hard cruel cock ramming into her cunt from behind. So this was his plan – to make her service two boys at once, one with her mouth and one with her cunt.
She flushed with shame, knowing the lewd spectacle she presented. Rick's savage cock began to ream and saw mercilessly in her unprotected cunt, while she dutifully sucked away on the giant staff of Mel's bloated dick.
"Hey, baby," said Terry, leaning close to leer at her, "how d'ya like getting fucked at both ends?"
Suddenly Mel was coming, filling her mouth with a massive flood of steamy jism. She worked frantically to swallow all his scum so she wouldn't choke, but it was hard to concentrate. Rick's red-hot sawing, his deep, swift probing of her snatch were perversely arousing her.
Kay felt herself spinning helplessly toward climax. She gave a shriek of ecstasy as Rick's wicked cock jabbed her into a stinging orgasm, Mel's squirting cock slipping from her lips. Again she had a faceful of thick jizz, but she didn't care. She was coming, coming hard and gloriously, and she was completely lost in it…