GANG RAPED VIRGIN

BH-8136 GANG RAPED VIRGIN by Paul Gable

CHAPTER ONE

"Hey, babe, what's a nice chick like you doin' down here?"

"Ignore him," Julie Watkins whispered, leaning toward her friend. She kept her eyes on the three shabbily dressed studs standing in front of them on the boardwalk.

"I told you we should have come down here to Venice," Janet Dennis whispered back, rubbing her fingers briskly over her upper arms. The young blonde teenager felt, a little nervous as she studied the men who had approached her and her girlfriend in front of the recreational pavilion. They looked as if they might be members of some biker club, perhaps one of those involved in all that terrible violence going on down here in this beach community. She remembered reading about the shootings, the rapes, the reports of all sorts of crimes taking place in Venice. Why had she agreed, then, to come down here with her girlfriend?

"Hey, man, don'tcha like us? Man, you're sure fine, really fine," the tall bearded stud said, his voice becoming thick. There was something in his eyes, something that both attracted and repulsed Janet. She couldn't stare at him. Her fingers were trembling, turning icy while her flesh started to crawl. Why didn't they leave, turn their backs and just walk away from these horrible men?

"No, it's not that," Julie countered, smiling bravely after casting a glance at her friend. "It's just that... well, you surprised us by coming up so fast."

What was her friend doing? Janet looked at the attractive tall brunette with rounded eyes. It was getting dark. The wind was picking up from the southwest, blowing long bands of reddening clouds over the rolling surf and over the wide stretch of white sand. The small crowd that had been down here this cool September day was already thinning, few of them glancing at this group in front of the pavilion.

"We can get to know you two pretty fast," the tall bearded stud said, rubbing his dirty fingers over the sides of his Levi's.

Janet swallowed hard. She could well guess what the young man meant. Even though her mother had done her best to keep her ignorant of the facts of life, Janet had learned enough from her girlfriends at school. In bathrooms or in the cafeteria she had heard about how guys were built, about how a guy's cock was soft and small until it got excited. And then, wow, it could be over six inches long, maybe even ten! And then all that white hot stuff shot out of the tip, filling a girl up, maybe even getting her pregnant!

Janet remembered how she felt when her girlfriends told her about sex, about fucking! She sat there like the rest of them, turning shades of pink and giggling nervously, wondering if someone was listening to them who shouldn't. And all the while she had this hot feeling between her legs. When she moved, there was that soft, subtle rub of her cuntlips against one another and against her stiff clit that took her breath away. She had glanced at the other girls, wondering if they felt the same way. No, she didn't have the courage to ask her friends, not even Julie who was so daring, so forward. Julie Watkins was going to get herself in trouble some day with the fast life she was leading! Those stories about her and her boyfriend Hank and what they did behind the house one summer night spread like wildfire through the school.

"I don't know... you guys got any stuff around?" Julie asked, sucking in her lower lip and biting down. She looked just like an impish elf, brushing her long brown hair back over her shoulders.

"Julie!"

Janet felt the wind picking up, stinging her face as the three studs looked at one another, their lips curling up into cynical smirks. Janet didn't like the way this was turning out. Julie had suggested shooting down to Venice after school. They had just started classes this past Monday and already school was turning out to be a drag. Julie was able to drive her mother's car on Tuesdays and Fridays, and her mother wouldn't be home until eight tonight. That left the girls five whole hours to drive around. As usual Janet left the destination up to her friend who seemed to know more about all the "in" spots.

"Come on, Janet, you can't live like a mole all the time. We don't want any... hard stuff. Just, well, you know, some pot or something," Julie said, straightening her back and tilting her head in an attempt to look older than she was.

"I want to go home," Janet whispered, pulling Julie to one side while keeping her eyes on the three men.

"Yeah, we got some stuff. But not here. The cops are around too much, you know. If you wanna come with us, we'll have us a little party."

Janet shuddered. Didn't Julie understand what these guys were after? Didn't she knew they wanted to... to fuck them? She could see it in their eyes, hear it in their voices! But her friend kept going on, talking with them, laughing easily and freely while the sky grew darker. Already the streetlights were turning on, casting their strange white glare on the boardwalk while residents were scurrying home.

"We got some money. We'll pay, don't worry about that," Julie said, straightening her dress.

"Come on, let's get out of here," Janet whispered again, tugging her friend away.

"Hey, little lady, come on, we ain't gonna hurt you. Yeah, we could use some extra bucks for tonight. It's the weekend and all that. Come on, it's just a short walk from here down by the canals."

"Okay," Julie said, giving her friend a superior look, then moving away.

I should stay right here until she comes back, Janet thought as she joined Julie and followed the three men down Ocean Front Walk. It was madness, insanity to go with the strange men... and on a drug-buying deal to boot! Of course she wasn't horrified at the thought of Julie buying weed. The stuff was sold at school almost as freely as milk at the cafeteria lunch line. She had tried it a couple of times at Julie's, although Janet wasn't sure whether she liked it or not.

"Don't be such a prude," Julie said, pinching Janet's arm as they turned east on Venice Boulevard and crossed Pacific Avenue. "You said you wanted to have a little fun."

"Yes, but I didn't think, I mean, I didn't know you were gonna be down here picking up guys... guys like that."

Janet looked around her, God, it was getting darker, more creepy. A few cars zoomed up and down the boulevard as they reached a small bridge. To the right she saw a long waterway wending its way toward the marina. Tumble-down homes and apartment buildings clung precariously to the grass-covered banks. A sour, pungent odor seemed to hang over the area, a smell far from, pleasant that grew stronger as the party descended rickety wooden stairs to a cement walkway.

"Careful here," one, of the men warned. "Lots of cracks. Fuckin' city don't fix nothin'."

Janet picked her way carefully in the semi-darkness. A few lights in the homes were the only indication of life in the area. More than once Janet thought about turning around and going back to the car. She drew closer to Julie, wishing time would pass quickly so she could be back home in her boring community. This was the kind of excitement she didn't need.

"Here we are."

They stopped at the corner of two adjoining waterways.

"Don't worry," Julie reassured her.

Janet smiled weakly, bugging her thin shoulders as they stepped into a one-story wood house on the canals. It was damp inside, reeking of a mixture of odors. Janet wrinkled up her nose as she walked in. Someone turned on a dim light that barely illuminated the place.

"Name's Jack," the tall dark-headed, bearded stud said, closing the door behind them and locking it. Yes, he locked it! Janet was sure! She had heard the snap of the bolt even if Julie hadn't. Should she say something? "That there's Bill and Greig."

"Get the stuff, man. The girls gotta go," Greig, a tall wiry blond said, wiping his nose with the back of one hand.

Janet moved behind her girlfriend protectively, watching the way Jack moved. He seemed cocky, self-confident, even... yes, she had to admit it to herself, even sexy! In a moment he was back with a small plastic packet filled with marijuana.

"You girls wanna try it first?" he asked, holding the packet out.

"No."

"Sure, come on," Julie countered.

Jack had everybody sitting in a circle in spite of Janet's attempts to get her and Julie out of there as quickly as possible. Opening the packet and pulling some papers from his pocket, he rolled several wrinkled, hand-rolled cigarettes. Janet held her breath. She guessed it was good grass from the way the guys were smiling at Jack. There was the sound of a match striking, the familiar smell of burning marijuana. They were passing it around. Janet took only a little, handing the smoldering thing to Jack again. He took advantage of the moment to brush her palm with his fingers. The sensation was electric, thrillingly hot.

"Wow, this is good stuff, you know, Janet?"

Her friend was looking bleary-eyed. Janet didn't like this, didn't like it at all. She could feel the men closing in on them. Janet scooted back slowly toward the door. If Julie weren't going to get out of here, then she was going to leave. She had enough money for a cab.

"Hey, where you goin'?" Jack asked, handing the stub of the joint to Greig. He was starting to get up, stretching out one hand toward her.

Julie was swaying back and forth, mumbling something incoherent. Already Greig was making his move, rubbing her back with one hand while fondling her ass with the other hand.

"I... uhhh... don't want any more." Janet's voice sounded funny.

Janet got to her feet, feeling the room sway a little. Yes, she was high, but not as high as her friend. God, what was that guy doing to Julie? He was feeling her up and down, nuzzling her neck, moving his hands around her ass. And Julie was laughing, throwing her head back and laughing while he touched her all over! It was more than Janet could stand. She felt real panic as she backed up, one hand stretched behind her, feeling for the bolt.

"That's cool. That's okay. You just sit there and wait 'til your friend gets through," Jack said, taking Janet's hand and pulling her away from the door.

Janet resisted, tugging back. "No, please, I don't feel so good. I need some fresh air and..."

"You just wanna get away."

He smiled, his lips parting and revealing a row of white, square-cut teeth. He was laughing at her, laughing at her weakness, at her vulnerability. The more she trembled in front of him, the more he was enjoying it. In the background she could hear Julie laughing, her laughter interspersed with moans that indicated something more than just pot smoking was going on.

"Come on. Why don'tcha be more friendly like your pal over there?" Jack said, his fingers tightening around Janet's wrist until they hurt.

"Please, leave... me... alone!"

Janet twisted around, trying to break his grip. But Jack was strong. IHe sneered at her while pulling her toward him. She could smell him, smell the dirt and grease on his clothes, on his body. Wrinkling her nose, she tried to pull back once more. When she found she couldn't, Janet panicked and thrust one knee toward his groin.

"Huh!"

Jack had seen her move just in time to move, her knee catching the side of his body.

"So, gettin' rough, huh? Man, I can get rough... real rough, you know?"

The smile left, quickly replaced by a savage look that made Janet tremble. She felt her knees buckling, bending, as she sank to the floor. He was twisting her wrist around harder, his fingers tightening. She could feel the bones cracking, the pain radiating up her arm to her shoulder. Tears sprang to her eyes as Jack kept twisting her arm around. At the last moment he gave her wrist a sharp jerk that sent her to the floor. "Oh, let me go!"

"No way, baby, not now," Jack said.

The other two men had turned around to see what was going on. Julie was out like a light. Her dress was hiked up to her waist, her panties pulled down to her knees. Greig and Bill had been feeling her up. Bill had opened his Levi's and pulled out his dick intending to fuck the unconscious brunette when he heard Janet cry out.

"Hey, what's the matter, buddy, the bitch givin' you same trouble?"

"Naw, just a little feisty, that's all."

Janet felt a shock of horror shoot through her like a lightning bolt. She was in trouble, deep trouble! And there was no one around who would help her.

"What do you want from me?" she asked in a small voice, tears in her eyes.

"What I usually get from the chicks I know around here," Jack laughed.

"No, no, you're crazy, no!" Janet gasped, still tugging her arm, trying to get free. Her knees scraped along the dirty wooden floor. "My mother'll call the police when she finds out and they'll..."

"Cut it out!" Jack snapped. "You keep talkin' like that and you'll never see your old lady again, unnerstan'?"

"No, no, I'll scream!" she threatened, terror blotting out her common sense. She felt her skin tighten around her eyes, felt tingles rushing up and down her spine while her legs cramped.

"And who's gonna hear you, the dogs around here, the illegals who live next door? They're so fuckin' scared of the cops they don't even come out at night, 'less they have to. They ain't gonna help, believe me, baby."

"No, help, help!"

Jack muttered something, bending down and slipping his free hand wound her opening mouth. His coarse palm pressed tightly against her lips.

"Get up."

He jerked her to her feet, wrapping one hand around her waist and shoving her back. Janet struggled, her knees bumping hard against his. He was twisting her head, shoving it against the wall behind her. Some of the guys were saying something about fucking her, about them all wanting to fuck her! Janet screamed against the filthy hand covering her mouth, struggling to get her arms free, to hurt him. If only she could hurt him, drive him away so she could get to the door and escape!

"Unnghhhh!"

And then suddenly that arm was gone from around her waist. What was he doing? She felt him fumbling, then heard the sound of jingling. Glancing down, the girl was able to see that Jack and tugged off his trousers. He was naked from the waist down, something very long and dark pink sticking out from between his thighs. His cock! Yes, that's what it was! It was his dick, that thing she and her girlfriends had laughed and giggled about over lunch. There was nothing funny about it now! He was going to rape her, going to stick that thing into her virgin cunt! And she had always thought it would be a man she loved who would break her cherry who would make love to her so passionately that she wouldn't feel that notorious pain she'd heard so much about.

Again Janet tried jerking her knee up, tried kicking him in the groin. But Jack was pressing too hard against her, shoving his dick against her dress, moaning into her ear while dry-fucking her.

"Come on, Jack, com'n fuck the little bitch. That's what her fuckin' friend came here for, betcha. But she's out, man. Ain't no fun fuckin' some corpse. You got a live one, buddy," Greig called out.

Janet cried out once more. Jack grabbed a handful of her long blonde hair, pulling down so hard he nearly tore it from the roots. She choked and gagged, hating his hot, pungent smell. That awful hand stayed over her mouth.

God, good God, don't let it happen. Please don't!

But even as she prayed, Janet knew it would do no good. The men were going to go through with it no matter what, going to fuck her and do something perhaps much worse. She would become yet another statistic in the increasing crime rate of Venice.

"Yeah, baby, yeah, we're gonna have ourselves a lotta fun... a lotta fun," Jack whispered, clamping his hand even more tightly over her mouth.

CHAPTER TWO

"And baby, when I get through with you, you ain't gonna be able to piss for a week," he hissed, feeling her up and down.

Janet cringed, more tears flooding into her eyes and rolling down her flushed cheeks.

"Yeah, you're gonna be fucked, really fucked. Girls around here come knockin' on the door in the middle of the night for my dick. You got yourself a real gift, know that? Man, you're gonna be cock crazy, thinkin' nothin' else except cock... inches of dickmeat, baby, cockmeat goin' into your cunt, spreadin' you apart, reachin' down into you, unnerstand?"

The words burned shamefully into Janet's ears. She hated him, wished she could jab her knee into his balls, and crush them. Instead all she could do was stand there, pinned to the wall by this hideous man while he pressed his filthy cock against her and whispered all those terrible things into her ear!

"Maybe I oughtta make you suck it first. Lots of chicks turn onto that, you know suckin' dick? Take it in your mouth and move that tongue around it nice and slow while you suck real hard."

"Yeah, suck dick," Greig whispered, rubbing his long, thin cock.

"Greig over there digs it, digs watchin' chicks goin' down on him, movin' their fingers around his balls while they suck him off. Most guys dig it, you know, suckin' cock like that. You wanna do it, baby? You wanna get that dick in your mouth and go down on it, gimme good head, baby? Swing on a dick?"

Stick that thing in her mouth? Janet had heard of girls who did it. They said it wasn't so bad and it was even kind of a turn-on. And they didn't have to worry about getting knocked up if the guy popped off between their lips. Still, the thought of putting a man's cock in her mouth wasn't terribly exciting to Janet.

She tried jerking her head away from Jack. He tugged on her hair hard, making her sob out in pain. Her toes fanned out until they cramped when Jack shoved up against her, digging the head of his dick hard against her thighs. She wasn't going to scream again, wasn't going to make him angry. God only knows what he was capable of! He and the others might enjoy really hurting her, killing her and Julie even!

"Better," Jack murmured into her ear, his wet mouth slobbering over her lobes. "You're gonna be a nice girl, right? You ain't gonna give Jack and his buddies any more trouble, are you? Baby, you play right with me and we'll do good by you."

His breath stank with beer and pot. The hand around her mouth relaxed a little, the other remaining tangled in her hair, keeping her head close to the wall. For a moment Janet thought she would faint. How good that would be. She could be like her friend Julie who had passed out on the floor, completely oblivious to the horror going on around her.

"Down on the floor, baby. We're gonna fuck like a couple of dogs... a bitch and her stud, right? Man, this is gonna be freaky, real freaky!"

Janet groaned as he pulled her down, down to the floor. The next moment the blonde teen felt Jack grab her by the buttocks. He pinched her hard, making her squeal.

"Yeah, man, she's a live one, a real fighter," Jack whispered, watching Janet squirm on the floor as he kept hurting her.

"She ain't gonna be so live after the three of us get through with her," Bill said, sliding away from the unconscious Julie who was now slumbering peacefully some ten feet away.

Jack's hand started exploring all over her body. It ran excitedly over one side, feeling bits of flesh through her blouse and skirt. When his fingers ran under the hem of her skirt and tried to move between her thighs, Janet panicked once more, clamping her legs together and crying out.

"No, no, don't touch me... there. Please, I'll give you anything. I have money. Please, don't! Don't do that, don't touch me!"

Jack laughed at her mounting terror, enjoying her frantic pleas for mercy. He reached around, tearing at her blouse now, pulling at her sweat-dampened blouse until the sound of ripping material filled the room. Janet cried out, feeling the garment shredding, then pulling away from her body. He was stripping her naked, baring her tits!

"No!"

She could feel his hands sliding between her legs once more, his palms pushing hard against her soft, silky flesh. Her tits were free, flattened out against the filthy floor. Turning, Janet let out a gasp of horror. It was futile, she knew, to try and keep him from touching her there. They could easily fuck her now, flip her over like a pancake and jam their cocks into her with little trouble. But they were enjoying this playing, this toying with her, watching her twist and groan and beg them.

"No, oh no!"

Stretching out her right hand, she curled her fingers and dug frantically at the dirty, wood planks beneath her. She fought with every bit of strength, trying to keep Jack's fingers away from her cunt. But it was useless. Her straining legs finally opened from the force of his pressure.

With a grunt, Jack shifted position, rolling on top of her, his thick-muscled thighs sliding easily on top of her buttocks.

"Ummmooofff!"

His weight suddenly on her ass and back nearly crushed all the air from her.

"Stop! Oh please, no, no, not yet. I'm not... oh God, no, no!"

Her breaths came in short, shallow pants. It felt as if she were drowning as she struggled. He was laughing again, pulling at her hair, humping his dick against her ass, grabbing at her shoulders, her thin arms, his knees pressing hard against the backs of hers. Dear God, if only she could pass out!

"Man, she's hot and fine," Jack sighed. "Yeah, she's gonna be real good, a real good fuck. Yeah, gonna have a nice tight cunt. You ever fuck before, baby? You ever have a guy slide his cock into you?"

"No!" she sobbed, clenching her fingers into two fists and beating them against the floor.

"A fuckin' virgin! Ain't many of those runnin' around. I hear even the nuns over at Saint Pat's put out," Jack laughed, shoving his solid hard dick up against, her pussy.

He pulled up her dress around her waist and now he was jamming his dickhead against the nylon crotch panel of her panties, pushing the soft material into her cunt crack! Again Janet groaned, struggling against Jack, against his cunt-hungry dick.

"Leave me... alone! Please!"

More hands, more fumbling. He was reaching around her waist, tearing the buttons from her waistband, ripping her zipper open, tugging at her skin. She felt him roll to one side, felt him sliding the garment down her legs.

"Nice ass, real nice."

She felt his hot fingers through the sheer nylon, felt them pinching her buttocks, sliding up and down the panty crotch, feeling how... yes, oh God, yes, how hot she was down there! It was true, too awfully true!

Besides the true sense of horror Janet felt something else was happening down there between her legs, something she didn't want to think about, something she couldn't understand. All this horrible talk and rough handling were turning her on, making her feel so soft and mushy and wet between her white shivering thighs!

"Man, the little bitch's hot! She digs it, really digs it!" Jack whispered.

Janet moaned. She rocked her hips, feeling her cuntlips slipping and sliding against one another, feeling the velvety lining of her pussy seeping more and more hot juice that dampened the thin nylon covering her cuntal mound. Janet knew Jack felt her excitement, felt her warmth and wetness with his probing fingers. She gasped as two of his fingers pushed inward against the crotch-panel of her briefs, rubbing her cuntal mouth. Tightening her thighs, Janet felt herself pushing down and back, raising her ass up slightly as if to give that horrible animal more of her cunt to touch, to feel! No, no, it couldn't be true, it couldn't be true that she was doing that! She wasn't a whore, not like some of the girls at her school. Her mother had told her about girls like that, about how they wound up being laughed at and scorned by decent people!

But Janet couldn't hide her feelings. Jack was exciting her, making her feel so warm, wet and squirmy down there with all his damned fingering!

"Uhhhh... nooooooo!"

How she wished he could stop. Again and again she begged him to ease up, to take his fingers out, to let her go.

The other two crowded around, watching breathlessly as their buddy began his long, slow fucking spree with Janet. She could smell their crotches, and once more she thought of what Jack had said about sucking dick. Would they make her do it, take their cocks in her mouth and suck while he fucked the shit out of her? The thought knifed through her mind as she felt Jack's, fingers curl around the elastic waistband of her panties then pull down.

"Can't fuck through this!"

She felt the rub of the wet material over her thighs, over her knees, then slip off her ankles.

"No! Oh no!"

Jack was back on top of her, covering Janet with his hard, hot, muscular body.

"Poor little girl. You don't look so comfortable. Too bad. You're gonna feel good, though, when I finally stick my dick into you."

"Help!" Janet screamed.

Jack growled, hitting her across the back of her head.

"You scream again and I'll punch the shit outta you 'til your fuckin' ribs break," he snarled.

Janet knew he meant it. She blinked away the stars that had exploded in front of her eyes.

"Jesus, look at that cunt. It's a shame no one's touched it 'til now," Bill commented in a hoarse whisper.

"Ain't gonna be for much longer."

Janet knew this was the moment of truth. Realizing what was about to happen, she struggled wildly. She opened her mouth again, letting out a wild shout. Jack swore at her, then clamped his dirty palm over her lips, pressing them against her teeth.

"No, no, please," she gasped when his hand slipped off her mouth.

"Please, what, fuck you?" Jack snarled. "Oh no, no!" Janet twisted her head around. She saw Julie still slumped to the floor, one hand now over her face, sleeping peacefully in her drugged stupor. How she wanted to kick her friend!

"Fuck, baby, really fuck it out."

Jack reached down and squeezed Janet's rounded assglobes, digging his fingertips hard into her resilient flesh. He kept telling her about how he was going to fuck her -- real hard at first, then easing up, only to fuck her like an animal at the end. Then he moved his fingers down, until they were pressing against her furry cuntal mound. He tugged at some of the short curly hairs, making her squeal with pain and terror. She felt sick with disgust, knowing that this horrible excuse for, a man was about to sink his dick into her pussy.

She felt Jack's hand coursing over her naked outer thighs. He was playing games with her, teasing her crawling flesh, painfully kneading the white skin into tight little balls, pinching them in his fingers. He pinched her inner thighs until she cried out again. He loved doing this, hurting her, degrading her, calling her all sorts of names while jamming his dick up and down over her butt. She whimpered in horror and anguish.

"Keep it up, baby, keep it up. Ask me not to do it. Man, that turns me on, really turns me on!" he groaned.

She felt him rubbing her asscheeks, spreading the cheeks apart, rubbing his filthy nails into her wet hot ass crack. She groaned, rubbing her pussy against the floor, trying to move her ass away from the stud's probing hands.

"Stop this!" she shouted.

"Bill, get over here and shut her up!"

Janet struggled more violently than before, twisting her body half around, propping up on one elbow while jerking her head to one side peering through the blonde hairs curtaining her face, she saw Bill kneeling next to her, his long skinny dick wagging in front of her face. Shrinking back, Janet let out a choked cry of horror.

"No, no!"

Bill grabbed her hair, jerking her head up from the floor and shoving it against his lap. He was rubbing her nose against his hairy crotch, his breath coming in wheezy gasps. How awful, how disgusting! His wiry cock hairs brushed against her nostrils!

"No! Ughhhhh!"

The smell, that awful sour smell coming from his crotch did something to her, made her cuntal muscles cramp, her pussy walls buckle from sexual heat and tension. She shouldn't be feeling things like this, but Janet couldn't help herself. It was as if all the training she had received from her mother, from her church, from her school had melted away in a few moments, replaced by this horrible dark force creeping over her mind like a fog.

"Yeah, baby, yeah..." Bill sighed. He was forcing her face harder against his crotch. Janet felt her nose flattening against his groin. He was forcing her to inhale the stench coming from his crotch. She felt his blood-filled cock rubbing against her lips. Janet tried twisting away again, away from the fat thing sliding back and forth over her closed mouth. But Bill was holding her head, tugging at her hair, making her groan through her clenched teeth in pain. Her knees pressed hard against the floor. Both men were trying to rape her -- one in the cunt, the other in the mouth!

Bill, shoved her face harder against his crotch. At the same time Jack was sliding his dick back and forth, forcing it down into her sweaty butt crack while pinching her thighs and asscheeks.

"Gonna fuck her now," Jack whispered.

He reached between her thighs with one thumb, digging his fingers into her asscheeks. Slowly the young stud was shaving his thumb into her tight little cunt.

"Nice and wet, man. You ain't gonna have too much trouble takin' my cock. The way you're juicin', man, it's like you been wantin' something like this to happen for a long time."

No, no, he was lying, trying to make her feel cheaper, more skittish than she already felt. Again Bill jabbed his cockhead against her lips, swearing through his teeth, jerking up at her hair in an attempt to get her to open her mouth.

The thumb slipped deeper and deeper into her crack. Once Janet tried opening her mouth to cry out, then she felt Bill's dick almost slip in. But overriding all, her feelings was, that thumb, that awful thumb now shoved against her cherry. Now Janet felt pain, the pain, of that thin little membrane puckering in, threatening to tear with the slightest increase of pressure.

Janet stiffened arching her back, her body shivering as if someone had touched it with a live electric wire. The pain increased. It was pure agony. Only the pressure of Bill's prick against her lips kept her from screaming out. And then it happened! Something tore, ripped free from her pussy. Janet could feel it giving way under the pressure of Jack's thumb. Her eyes wide, the girl screamed, her face blanching white as her legs kicked out.

"Yeah!"

Bill groaned, hunching down and forward. The head of his cock slipped between her lips, sliding down toward the back of her throat. Janet gagged, sour bile rising from her belly. He had done it, had actually shoved his dick into her mouth! With a sob, she jerked her head away, spitting that filthy thing from her mouth.

"Hey, look at this," Jack said, holding up one thumb. "She was a virgin after all. She's bleedin' down there. Well, fuck, the blood'll only make things nice and smooth in there when I fuck her."

"Come on, baby, what's the difference any more? Come on and suck my dick," Bill growled, tugging at her hair once more and trying to slip his cock into her mouth.

"And let me tell you," Jack went on, "she's got one hell of a tight cunt... for now. When I get through with her, though, it's gonna be a little wider."

Janet shivered, terrified that this was only the beginning of a nightmare.

CHAPTER THREE

Janet's body jerked involuntarily again, convulsing, as she tried wildly to wrench herself away from Jack's thumb. That awful thumb! It made her sick to know she'd lost her cherry to a thumb, to a hand belonging to a complete stranger. All her dreams were shattered in an instant, that moment Jack's filthy thumbnail tore through her cherry, tearing with it her hopes for a bright happy future.

"Unnghhh!"

Again Janet fought to keep from retching. Her belly ground against the floor as she squirmed away from that horrible thumb. Her buttocks clenched together, her knees scraping along the floor while Bill was still trying to jam his dick into her mouth. Janet screamed loudly, having torn away from Jack's hand one more time. If only someone outside could hear her, answer her cries for help by calling the police.

"Yeah, she's a virgin, all right," Bill said, staring at Jack's pink thumb.

Janet felt him inserting another finger into her cunthole, trying to squirm two digits into her snatch. She cried out again, her shoulders jutting out, her knees slapping hard against the floor. Every muscle in her body cramped with the effort she made to wiggle away from his terrible hand.

"No, oh God, you're... killing meeeee!"

"Shut up," Jack almost shouted, leaning over her as he pulled his thumb and forefinger out of her cunt. Janet sighed, relaxing for a second as the pressure eased around her cuntmouth. "Just keep quiet and rein, and maybe you'll dig this as much as I'm gonna."

"Oh! Ohhhhh!"

Jack reared back, reaching down and tugging her buttocks apart. He kept them spread wide as both his thumbs smoothed over her asscrack, then slipped lower and lower until -- oh God -- he was touching the dripping lips of her cunt. She was wet, hot, really hot for his fingers, for his cock. It was shameful for Janet to realize, but her own body was betraying her. One part of her mind was repulsing the big man hovering over her, pushing him away, wishing she could somehow escape from him and his friends. And yet another part of her was wanting more degradation, wanting him to shove her into the mud and drag her through filth, all the while exciting her cunt with those magic fingers.

"Fuck it out, baby, fuck. Man, juicin' still, can't keep from stoppin', can you?"

How she wished she had a gun, a knife, anything to kill him, destroy that animal who made her see herself in this awful light. His fingers slipped up and down, jagged nails teasing the tense, rubbery edges of her inner cuntlips. Janet jerked her body to one side, clawing at the floor until two of her nails broke. Her heated cunt began lubing up, and the slick liquid started mixing with what little blood there was from her ripped cherry.

"No... no more, please... ughhhhh! No more of this," she groaned, sobbing with renewed humiliation.

"Good and hot?" Greig asked, caressing his cockhead. He wanted to fuck the young girl in the ass, whispering his needs to Jack.

"Yeah, yeah, maybe later you can butt-fuck the bitch. Right now I just wanna get my cock into the motherfucker and let it ride."

Butt fucking? Fucking in the ass? Janet froze with horror. She had heard about that sort of thing just as she'd heard about girls sucking off guys. But mostly fags did that kind of fucking... or so she thought. Certainly none of the girls at school admitted to letting their boyfriends tap them in the ass. Just the thought of having something that big and fat and long sliding in and out of her bowels made Janet shiver.

Her mind spun with fear and humiliation. She sobbed, feeling Jack's fingers come in contact with her pussy. Very, very slowly she felt him spreading her cuntlips apart. The fleshy, fur-lined labes of her hot trench were wide open now, revealing the moist pink cuntmeat ready to take on his dick.

Jack smacked his lips like a hungry wolf, swallowing down his excitement, grabbing hold of his cock with one hand and guiding it down toward her hole.

"Ohhhh... yeah, yeah," Jack whispered, his body trembling as his cockhead slipped between her widely spread cuntlips.

"Unnnghh!"

Janet closed her eyes, feeling waves of nausea, disgust, self-loathing and delight all mixed together. She twitched, jerking forward, her chin striking the floor hard. He was trying to fuck her, but her cunt was too tight, too tense for him to get all the way in. His dick bent at the center, the head refusing to go past her outer cuntlips.

"She tensed up on me at the last second, damn it!" Jack muttered, pulling his dick out.

"No, no, noooo!"

He was back to touching her pussy with his fingers, sliding the middle one up, flicking the tip along her clit. He teased the edges of her soaked cunt, his long finger continuing its maddeningly tickling journey down, down until it was going around once more on her clit.

Janet closed her eyes, groaning long and loud as his finger worked its way along the slick length of her narrow slit. More and more juice seeped from her hole, wetting down Jack's hand and her inner thighs. She was trying to come off as the reluctant virgin and yet there she was, shamelessly wetting herself in front of these awful men!

"Nice bitch, good bitch," Jack whispered.

He was trying to loosen up her cunt.

"Now look, baby. I can jam my cock in and it's gonna tear you up. Now, the best thing's to relax, understand? Shit, loosen up and you'll dig it. But you keep tightening up on me and I'm gonna fuck you whether you like it or not."

"Not again, not again," Janet groaned, begging, pleading, even praying again as his long finger moved from the edges of her cunt into the tight little opening. "Don't... don't... oh God, don't."

Jack dug his knees harder against the backs of her legs and jammed his finger all the way in. Janet groaned another low, soft moan as her warm thighs closed jerkingly around his wrist. Jack smiled, shaking the sweat off his face. Yeah, he'd finally touched her, finally got through to the stupid little cunt. She was warming up fast.

"Good, good."

Jack felt her cuntal flesh grip and slide around his inserted finger. The stretched walls of her pussy widened, then snapped shut in a wild, clutching motion. Janet's pussy repeated that exciting movement again and again, her ass jerking up each time her pussy muscles clenched and clamped hard around Jack's finger. Her cunt sucked so solidly that Jack thought for a moment it was going to pull his finger out of joint!

"Unnghhh... yeah, she's startin' to loosen up again. Man, for a second there I thought I'd have to knock the bitch unconscious just to get in," Jack said, moving his finger around and around. "She's gonna be one tight fuck, but, man, she's gettin' wetter and wetter. And it ain't blood. Man, look at the way she's lubin' herself up."

Bill and Greig peered over his shoulder and watched enviously as their buddy kept stroking his finger in and out of Janet's sucking fuckhole.

"Ohhhhhh!" Janet wept, sobbing with shame and complete humiliation. She was trapped in this awful neighborhood, a place she didn't want to go to in the first place. She had to be shamed by these men who had to be the lowest scum in the world. What was even worse was the way she was disgracing herself in front of these animals, giving them cause to believe she actually wanted this, that she actually wanted them to... fuck her.

"No! No!"

"No, what baby? You know I'm gonna be fucking your pussy in a sec, right?"

That awful ward -- fucking -- came up now to mock her as she lay flat on the floor, her tits pillowed under her, her nipples long and hard and dark red. Her tight, narrow fuck chute was slowly getting bigger. Little by little it was getting wetter and wetter as that stud's dirty finger kept moving around inside her. A weird sense of regret overwhelmed her as the pain diminished.

The one thing she didn't want to feel was building -- that wonderful hot tightness she'd had occasionally felt when a boy touched her on the legs. If this kept on, Janet knew she would more than submit to these animals. She would want exactly what these monsters wanted. She would act out their fantasies of a raped woman begging far more dick, pleading her attackers for more pain, for more stimulation, as she writhed like a bitch in heat under him. No, no, Janet swore she wouldn't give them the satisfaction.

Janet opened her mouth to scream again. And again Bill slipped his cock in, reaching down and keeping her jaws apart with both hands. There was an awful taste oozing down her throat as his dickhead bumped over her teeth and touched her tonsils. Janet gagged, coughing and retching, as she instinctively tried to rid her mouth of that awful thing. She could hear Bill sighing and groaning on top of her, his legs hitting her head, his fingers pressing against her jaws, as he started pumping his dick in and out of her mouth. For a second the young blonde, teen thought she was going to vomit. And then help came from an unexpected quarter.

"Hey, knock it off. You're fuckin' up my screwin', man. You'll get your chance maybe," Jack barked, reaching out and pushing Bill away.

Janet would have mumbled out a thanks if she could. Bill's dick was out of her mouth in a second. She coughed several times more, shaking her head, shivering at the thought of what had nearly happened! A cock in her mouth -- a man's dick in her mouth! Never, never in her life would she have suspected it! And yet it had happened, happened here in Venice while her best girlfriend slept peacefully away some ten feet from her.

"Yeah, yeah."

Family, friends, everything was being swept away by the thrills building up inside of her. And then she felt that probing finger slip from her cunt once more. She felt Jack sliding between her thighs behind her, felt the head of his hard cock brush over her asscheeks as she lay there helpless.

Now, the sensation of his long, thick cock lay full-length against her fuck-slit. Oh God, it was huge, really huge! Often in school her friends laughed about the different sizes of a guy's cock. Some of them said their boyfriends had nearly nine inches. Nine inches! Of course, Janet laughed at them. She'd heard from other sources that most guys were six inches or less. Well, obviously those other sources hadn't met Jack or his gang. Jack's cock had to be at least nine, possibly ten inches long. And the circumference! Oh, it was going to be like getting fucked by a barber pole!

"Ughhhh!"

Jack rested the head of his cock between her spread thighs, rubbing it continually up and down, up and down.

In a moment Janet thought she would go insane. His cock was teasing her flesh maddeningly, making the girl twist and writhe helplessly in an attempt to escape from the pressure, and yet to seek for more. Her helpless cunt lay there like a big red wet target, just waiting to be pierced!

"Oh, oh! Ohhhh!"

Her face was red now, pinched and tight, a mask of pain and horror. Jack was guiding his cock down, down between her buttocks. Not once did his heavy prick lose contact with her hot cuntflesh as it moved lower and lower.

"Man, you hold 'er steady. I'm goin' in and I don't want her wigglin' me out," Jack said, turning to Bill and indicating with a nod he was ready.

Bill reached down and took a handful of Janet's hair once more, turning her face up to look at his.

"Okay, bitch. You didn't want my dick. So now you got the big man's cock goin' in. This is the big one, baby, the big one."

His words seared her soul. Janet trembled, feeling the pressure building up against her pussylips. She felt her inner lips spreading, spreading widely apart as the pressure of his cockhead became greater. The rim of her pussy tried once more to clamp down. But this time Jack was deeper into her cunt. He laughed at her desperate attempts to force his cock out. She let out another long, low moan from between her clenched teeth. "Nooooooo!"

Jack eased up, shook more sweat from his head, then shoved down harder, his hairy buttocks shaking with the increased tension. His knees hurt her legs as they dug against the soft flesh! Janet sucked in a ragged breath, smelling the awful odor that seemed to permeate the room. Slowly, gradually, her tight little cuntal opening was stretching, widening, giving way under this man's insistent pressure. Janet let out another cry, her fingers scratching at the floor again.

"Fuck it out, baby, fuck me!"

Janet shuddered as she felt the boring mass of stiff cockflesh start fucking its way into her. Her legs kicked out once more. She cried and sobbed while Bill and Greig laughed at her. Jack was fully on top of her, his chin resting on her shoulders. He was fucking her like a dog, like the poor bitch she was. Yes, she deserved to be fucked in the streets, fucked naked like this. Again Janet's legs kicked out violently, hitting Bill's shin.

"Aaaaayyyyyaaaghhhhh!" she shrieked.

Janet twisted her head from side to side, arching her back as much as she could, trying to keep the stretching pain of her fuck from being too much for her to stand. Shock wave after shock wave of pain shot through her as her pussy was stretched to the tearing point.

Bill's hand tugged at her hair one more time, reminding her not to jerk around so much.

"Oooohhhhhh, yeahhhhhh..."

She felt his awful breath blowing against the back of her neck. He was on top of her, pinning her to the floor, driving his cock up her cunt. Fucked. Yes, she was getting fucked, pierced by that awful man, that total stranger. Damn Julie! Damn her and her wild ideas! Nothing was happening to her while she, Janet, was being screwed by this terrible man!

"Fuckin' shit, wet but tight. Man, I like this. I could cum right now, shoot off in her fuckin' cunt right now damn this!"

Janet groaned with horror. It felt as if Jack were tearing her body right down the middle. She felt as if she were being skewered all the way up to her pounding head. His giant hunk of dickmeat lodged inside her cunt felt immense -- as if it would tear her lungs out of her! She couldn't believe her pussy was able to hold that much meat without being injured somehow. No, she would never be the same, never be able to look at another man. He had ruined life for her, had spoiled everything in a moment.

"Unghhhh!" Janet moaned once more.

Bill had given up trying to shove his cock into her mouth. But still he jammed her face against his thigh each time she tried to scream, rubbing his cock and balls over her nose and lips, teasing her like that, making her shiver with renewed horror at the possibility of having his dick shoved down her throat.

"Christ, she don't let up for nothin'," Jack moaned, jerking his head back and sucking in a long, deep breath.

Janet wondered if Jack's cock would come out of her mouth. She was gasping and choking, the air around her seeming to grow hot. For a moment the tormented girl wondered if it was possible to be literally fucked to death. If so, she was sure it was happening to her right now!

"Ugnhhhhhhh!"

Jack's huge cock slid deeper and deeper, finally lodging somewhere deep in her body. He was all the way in, actually shoved in to his dick root! She could feel his hairy balls resting against her! His hands slid around her sides, caressing her thighs, her ribs, and finally moving around until he was toying with her tit tips. Grabbing those rubbery tips between his thumbs and fingers, he rolled them around, pinching them hard, sending shivers of pain/pleasure from her nipples down to her clit. Desperately Janet writhed against Jack, feeling her face becoming damp from perspiration.

"No, no, won't... won't do it," Janet told herself out loud.

She flexed her crotch muscles tightly together in a continuing effort to force out Jack's dick. But the pulsing force of his cock slowly changed her movements, made them into motions of arousal, not of rejection. Raped, fucked to the hilt, and loving it in spite of herself!

CHAPTER FOUR

Janet gasped into Bill's crotch, her body twisting around. Jack was pressing in deeper, his cock still stretching her cunt. Janet took a deep breath and held it as she felt his throbbing cock spread her cunt.

"Ughh."

Jack flexed again. Janet cried out, jerked out one leg, then went limp. She shivered now as she felt his fat cock pull out. It was casing back, back with a soft, sucking sound. It was so obscene! The blonde teen knew she should have been feeling nothing but horror. But, instead, she was enjoying the sensation of her cuntal membranes shrinking back together behind the retreating cockhead.

For a moment Janet thought he was going to pull his dick all the way out. Digging her knees hard against the floor, Janet raised her ass, as if telling him not to pull out. She sobbed, covering her face in shame with one hand. He was still pinching her nipples, rolling and tweaking them while keeping his cockhead embedded in her cunt.

"Man, look. She's beggin' for more cock. Look at the way she's waggin' her fuckin' ass," Jack observed.

He peered down and shuddered with excitement. His cock was all the way out now except for his cockhead. It remained shoved inside the girl's cunt, looking as if it were splitting her in half. Her small back, her narrow shoulders, curved neck, long blonde hair hanging down, everything turned the young stud on.

"Ohhhh!" Janet felt his cock starting to slide back into her -- slowly, gradually, her cunt was being spread apart by that fat dick.

She started breathing hard and fast, her, face getting flushed as inch by thick, throbbing inch slipped into her furry fuck slot. Then out again. In and out, in and out, a steady, slow rhythmic fucking that increased in intensity. "Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!"

Janet felt his hips rotating from side to side against her soft asscheeks, giving her more friction from his fucking dick. There was nothing Janet could do to stop him. She was getting fucked now, really getting fucked by the longest cock in the whole world, she guessed.

Her body shook with each thrust, her tits and knees sliding on the floor from the force of his blows. She could hear Jack's breathing become more and more labored, more and more shallow. And there was nothing she could do. She had to lie there, lie there and accept the brutal attack. Resistance was foolish, impossible. It was too late for that anyway. The rupture of her cherry and the resulting tearing away of her virginity had already been accomplished. There wasn't much of a reason to fight off the disgusting animal rutting inside her.

Janet clenched her eyes tightly shut, her groans mixing with Jack's sighs of ecstasy. For a while she did her best to shut her mind to the brutal assault going on.

He slid his hands under her belly and raised her a little. Janet whimpered like a frightened child. She felt his fingers fanning flit over the flatness of her belly, making her cry out in horror. He was touching her all over her tits, her belly, her sides. He was making sure she knew he possessed her.

"Baby, move that ass. Come on, just don't lay there like some fuckin' corpse. I wanna see that ass in action, I wanna see it... move!"

His hands crawled along the flatness of her belly, making Janet wriggle against him. Her movements helped drive Jack's dick deeper into her cunt hole. She had to lie still, not give him the satisfaction of exciting her like this.

"Yeah, yeah," he sighed, his fingers back on her tits, smoothing them over the fleshy mounds before returning to her nipples. When he pinched them hard, Janet squealed like a stuck pig, bucking her ass up, jerking her body to one side. She knew men liked women with big tits, with long, hard nipples. She saw the boys in her various classes staring at her tits, watching her tits jiggle in her blouse as she walked down the hall. Nature had blessed Janet early in life with a set, of high-riding, firm, thirty-six-inch tits. And, in class, she had seen some of the boys twitching their fingers, squeezing them together, imagining they were gripping her nipples. She had always laughed at them, knowing they would never see her tits let alone touch them.

And yet here was the sickest human in the world feeling her all over, squeezing her tits, manipulating his fingers against the rubbery tips until he had her bucking against him like a mare in rut! And he was letting her know he enjoyed getting a thrill from touching her tits.

"Oh baby, nice tits, real nice. I ain't seen a pair like this in a long time. Bet you play with 'em at home -- just like you probably play with your fuckin' cunt. Too precious to give away, huh? Bet lots of guys at school asked you to get down and boogy. But fuck no, you just shut 'em down, right?" Jack whispered, putting his awful wet mouth solidly against her earlobe and wiggling his tongue back and forth.

Janet groaned. "Nooo."

"Don't lie to me, bitch. Cock-tease. That's what high and fuckin' mighty bitches like you are -- fuckin' cock-teases, waggin' them tight asses around the halls and streets, pretending you're so fuckin' cold. But, man, all a guy's gotta do is stick his cock into you and, man, you can't throw your legs high enough in the air, right?"

Jack shoved his cock in hard and fast, his balls slapping wetly against her. Janet's mouth opened, a rush of air blowing over her teeth. Damp strands of blonde hair clung to her flushed cheeks and forehead while strings of drool oozed from the corners of her mouth.

"Goddamn, Jack! Man, she's goin' for it. I mean, you're really turnin' the little slut on!" Greig whispered, watching as Janet started moving her ass back and forth in a rhythm counter to Jack's.

"Yeah, told you she'd get em' once I got my dick into her. Hell, bet we could do a lot with this fuckin' bitch and she'd dig it. Cunts like her... uhhhhh... like her, dig anything."

"Ohhhhh..."

Jack fucked harder and faster, his words coming out in raspy pants. Then he was chanting "fuck, fuck" with each forward shove of his dick.

Janet couldn't take much more. She thought her cunt was going to catch fire. It