His hand went further up as he did, brushing against her gummy pussy. His fingers dipped in easily and he scissored her a bit, his palm rubbing against her clit. “There, there. I gotcha.” he whispered, his breath abysmal. He kissed her fully on the mouth, and she tried to struggle, but the ginger climbed on as well and held her down. They laid on either side of her.
The blonde continued to kiss her and continued to finger her, while the ginger sucked her nipples. He bite them and pulled, and she could only scream into the blonde’s mouth. “Turn her.” Blonde said softly. Ginger rolled her over on her side, with her ass pressing up against Ginger. Blonde took her leg and put it around his hip, and suddenly they were face to face.
He pushed into her roughly, unexpectedly. She thought she’d hear the zipper again, but instead all she felt was another cock. In this position, he felt huge, but her cunt was so wet that he slide easily. The blonde went slow, barely moving at all.
On the other side, Ginger reached around and rubbed her clit for ages until she could start to feel something building. Blonde continued to kiss her everywhere, neck, breasts, anywhere, and went slowly, allowing her some pleasure. It was even worse than the first time.
She started pushing back, but the boys didn’t comment on it. She was the only one making noise as she struggled with an orgasm. She screamed as it happen, sobbing loudly. The blonde kissed her to shut her up, and started moving a bit faster. Suddenly, he started groaning like the first guy did and she felt a spurt of cream inside of her.
He came in her. Actually, she realized, they both did.
She started crying at that again, but Blonde only kissed her more. Behind her, Ginger pulled her hair back. She was ripped from the kissed and fed some beer. And then some more, until she was feeling lightheaded again. All of a sudden, she felt warm liquid being poured down her ass crack. “Grab her leg.” Ginger ordered, and Blonde gripped her leg tightly. He pulled her upper body towards him too, shoving her face into shirt.
She froze when she felt something very cold and wet against her little asshole. “One wrong move, and that bottle with break inside your asshole, baby. So you best relax and let it happen. Tighten up and crunch.” Blonde said in her ear. She screamed loudly, but he pushed her into his chest harder and all she could breathe was his shirt.
The bottle cleared the first couple centimeters, and she wanted to close her anus so badly, but was so cognizant that she couldn’t. She forced herself to relax, spreading her legs wider and telling herself not to squeeze. The bottle slid in a little more and Ginger spit on it a bit, before sliding it in a little more after that. She moaned loudly when it started to stretched her, telling her the neck was done. But Ginger didn’t force anymore into her, just fucked her with the neck for a bit, before removing it was a plop. She breathed quickly into Blonde’s chest as it was removed, and tried to stifle the sob coming up. She thought maybe they were done. As soon as they are, I’ll run, she told herself.
But then, Ginger pressed his cock into her small asshole, and she screamed again. “Shut up before I shove that shitty bottle down your throat.” Blonde threatened, his hands going around her neck. She gasped and stopped breathing, like something was caught in her throat.
Ginger pushed forward, but didn’t make too much progress. He had to spit and stretch for ages, and she could feel every finger and every bit of saliva and she wanted to vomit. Finally, he put his cock back to her hole. This time he entered her. He pushed slowly, letting her feel every inch of his cock. There was ugly sobbing again as he did. Her little hands were tight around Blonde’s shirt, and she could only close her eyes as Ginger fucked her in the ass. All she felt was pain again, especially in her lower back and of course, anus. Every time he went back, it felt like her insides were going with him.
Her fingernails dug into Blonde’s shirt when she felt a hard dick up front again. “No, no, no.” she whimpered, and continued whimpering the entire time it was happening. Her leg was spread wider, and Blonde put his dickhead against her hole. He pushed gently, letting her get used to having two cocks in her. She felt like throwing up. They were going to kill her, stuff her completely, stretch her out beyond repair. There was so much pressure and pain and dryness, that it made her pass out.
When she came to, they were fucking her with vigor. Her lower back was killing her and her ass and cunt were numb with pain. They were out of sync, but each slammed into her hard enough for the sound to echo through the field.
For a second time, she passed out. This time, it was till morning.
She woke up because of the harsh beating sun, and she was blinded for a while, until she blinked and saw a group of 15 year old boys staring at her. Her legs were wide open still, and she felt even weirder. Like maybe the party continued with other people after she passed out.
“Oh, my god.” she rasped out, and tried to pull her legs up. Her body shot up in pain and she screamed. She slammed back down onto the flatbed, afraid to move. There was so much pain.
“Bro, I think she was raped.” one of the boys said.
“Nah, this is definitely St. Gen’s slut. She does this at every party she goes to. I’ve seen her before. Actually I’ve fucked her before.” Another said.
“That’s not true.” she said, but her voice was gone.
“You don’t mind us fucking you too, right baby doll?” A boy said. “You’ve already fucked like seven guys last night. I counted. What’s three more?” he said.
She started crying again. “Please.”
“Aw c’mon. Don’t be that way. I waited till you were awake after all. We’re all still virgins and we wanna know what we’re doing when he get a hunny later on. You’re perfect to practice on.”
“No.” she whispered, but the guy was already on her. The other boys watched silently, and she choked back tears. Nearly two minutes later, another load was inside her. By the end of ten minutes, two more loads followed. They all high fived each other and left.
An hour later, Mary finally found her, legs spread, blood everywhere, pussy a mess with cum and blood, ass wide and bleeding. Her tits were mauled and face and body were covered in cum.
Poor Catherine.
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Inspiration for this story, you ask? Well, let’s just say I never drank again.
Sorry for errors, but I’m not proofreading this. It was hard enough to type.
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