Chapter 6
"I'll be right there!" Linda called.
Quickly she scooped up her scattered clothes, ran to the bedroom, and slipped on a robe. Her heart pounded. If only there was some way she could let Fred Scott know what was happening! But how could she, with the four boys hiding right in the next room, listening to everything she said?
Fred Scott grinned when she opened the door. He-hadn't expected anything as nice as this-Linda dressed in a clinging almost transparent robe that showed her deep ripe cleavage, her blonde hair swinging free, her cheeks glowing.
"Hello," he said pleasantly. "I hope I haven't come at a bad time."
"I was just getting out of the shower," Linda said. "Please come in."
She wished she'd worn something else. The robe had no buttons and kept falling aside to reveal her long bare legs. Worse, the material was so flimsy that he must surely see the dark points of her nipples. She sat as demurely as she could on the couch.
Scott plunked himself down next to her, unable to resist the chance to be close. He'd been on the force for ten years, and he'd never met a woman as beautiful as Linda Davis. He wondered why he hadn't seen her before. He certainly meant to make up for lost time.
First, however, there was business to attend to. "It's just a routine check," he said, trying not to ogle her cleavage. "I wondered if you'd heard anything-you know, about the burglaries?"
Linda blushed scarlet.
"Uh, no, Officer Scott, I haven't," she stammered.
"Call me Fred," he said. "It's a small town, we're all neighbors. Which reminds me, I wonder why I haven't met you before. Are you new here?"
"No," said Linda, "I've lived here for five years. But I don't go out much."
"We'll have to change that," said Fred. "How about having dinner with me tomorrow night?"
Linda looked up at him, wishing her glance could tell him what was in her heart. For five years she'd been praying to meet a man like him-a good man, her own age, someone she could respect and love. Now it was too late. She'd been defiled by the gang, involved in their crimes. She could have wept.
But was it really too late? Did Fred ever have to know about her awful experience? She couldn't throw away this chance.
"I'd love to," she said. "Where can I meet you?"
"I get off at six. You could come by the station. But I'd be glad to pick you up."
Linda thought of what her apartment might be like then-the boys smoking pot, perhaps even sorting stolen goods. "No, that's all right," she said quickly. "I'll meet you at the station."
Fred hesitated. The interview was over, and he really had no reason for lingering, but he didn't want to go. She was so close to him, he could feel her radiating warmth, smell her perfume. And, dammit, she was beautiful. He noticed, with a tinge of excitement, that her robe had slipped off her legs, revealing firm tan thighs and the dark shadow of her crotch. He felt his cock beginning to twitch with excitement. Perhaps she was aroused, too. He could see her nipples hardening, going saucy and pointed under her robe.
Linda could hardly sit still as she held Scott's prolonged and hungry gaze. Her pussy was creaming furiously for this man. She saw that he wanted to touch her, and she ached to let him do it, to let him draw her down on the couch and take her right there and then.
If it weren't for those damned hoodlums hiding in her kitchen. With a sigh, Linda realized she had to terminate the interview.
"Well," she said brightly, getting to her feet, "I'm sorry I couldn't help you, Fred, but I do look forward to tomorrow."
"Me, too," he said, clasping her hand in one of his big paws.
She hated to close the door on him. She was left alone again with her tormentors.
Juan appeared from the kitchen, followed closely by the rest of the gang. He sneered at her.
"Pig lover," he said contemptuously. "We heard it all-you calling him by his first name, making a date with him. Well, lady, think again. You ain't going out with no cop."
Linda's eyes blazed with anger. "Oh, no," she hissed, "that's going too far. You may be able to use my body, because of those damned photos, but you're not going to run my life. I'm going to meet Fred tomorrow, whether you like it or not."
Juan glared at her, hands on hips, his dark eyes full of hatred and contempt. "You're wrong, bitch," he said. "You'll do whatever I say-and you know why. I'm telling you, you're not seeing that pig, and that's final. Forget it."
"Go to hell," said Linda. "I've had enough from you. More than enough. I won't rat on you, you know that, but you can't run my private life. I intend to keep that date."
Juan's fists tightened. "Lady, you need to be taught a lesson. You sure as hell don't learn very fast."
Linda stiffened, prepared to receive his blow, but instead of hitting her, he turned to Kyle. "Get that rope," he said. Then, to Jimmy and Eddie, "Help me get her into the bedroom."
Linda screamed and ran for the door, but the boys intercepted her and began dragging her down the hall. She fought, kicking and clawing, but she was no match for three strong teenage boys. They dragged her into her bedroom and forced her head down on the bed.
"You'll pay for this!" she raged. "You'll be sorry!"
"Oh, no," said Juan, "it's YOU that's gonna be sorry, cunt. I'm gonna show you what happens when you don't obey me."
Kyle entered the room with the rope. Linda sobbed and struggled, but the boys managed to hold her down on her back while Kyle tied her up, roping her wrists and ankles firmly to the bedposts. Her legs were held wide open, making her exposed and vulnerable. She wept in shame and terror.
Juan surveyed their work and nodded, satisfied. "Okay," he said, "there's nothing she can do now. Hey, Eddie, heads or tails?" He produced a coin from his pocket, grinned.
Eddie grinned, too. "Heads," he said.
Juan flipped the coin. "Well, you win," he said. "Jimmy, you have to be second."
Jimmy had been staring almost adoringly at Linda's lush mature body. "I don't care," he said, "just as long as I get a turn."
"Okay, Eddie," said Juan. "Go ahead. She's all yours."
The other boys stood around the bed to watch as Eddie approached Linda.
Like Jimmy, he seemed awestruck by her beauty and by the fact that she was an adult, an authority figure. For a moment he just stood beside the bed and stared at her. His erection was gone.
"Hey, man, go ahead," said Kyle. "She's nothing special. You saw Juan and me fuck her."
"Yeah, but. .. " Eddie still hesitated. He'd never had a grown woman before, and certainly never a real lady like Linda.
"Aw, for chrissake," said Juan impatiently, "what's wrong? Can't you get it up?"
Eddie blushed. He didn't want to appear weak before his leader. "No problem," he said, beginning to undress.
Linda watched him helplessly. He was sixteen, the same age as Kyle, but not as tall and not as sophisticated. He was strong and broad-shouldered, though, not unattractive. As he lowered his jeans, she saw his pale limp prick swinging loosely from a small patch of brown hairs. He wasn't nearly as well hung as her nephew.
Eddie crawled naked onto the bed, the other boys crowding closer to watch the action. For one last time, Linda strained at her bonds, vainly trying to escape. She didn't want to be used like this! But the ropes held firm, and she was trapped.
"Please, no ... " she whimpered.
But of course no one paid any attention to her distress. These young punks were interested only in using her, in their own pleasure. She could expect no mercy from any of them.
Eddie crawled between her legs, held wide apart by the ropes, then stopped. He rested there, gawking at her golden pussy-muff and the gleaming line of pink flesh between her thighs. His eyes widened.
"What's the matter, man?" Kyle laughed. "Haven't you ever seen a pussy before?"
"Not like this," said Eddie, his eyes still glued to Linda's lewdly exposed snatch. "I mean, I never got a chance to just sit and look at one."
"Well, take your time," Juan said sarcastically.
The leader's irony was lost on the gawking boy. Eddie stared for a long time at the plump lips of her pussy with their golden fringe, at her clit, and the light brown wrinkled asshole. At last he reached out to touch her.
Linda whimpered in protest, remembering how rough and painful his touch had been before. She did her best to wrench her body away from him, but it was no use.
"Jeez," said Eddie, "she's hot."
He rested his fingers gingerly on her snatch. Almost timidly he moved a finger back and forth over the tiny scarlet bud of her clit. When he touched her gently like that, it didn't feel so bad. In fact it was nice.
"What is this thing, anyhow?" he asked.
"I don't know the name for it," Juan said. "But the girls sure like to be touched there."
"My mother called it her joy-button " Kyle contributed.
Eddie rubbed the little fleshy bump again and again, back and forth, and he kept glancing up at Linda's flushed face to see if he was getting a rise out of her. To his disappointment, she seemed totally unmoved.
In fact it was all she could do not to moan with pleasure. It felt so good to have her clit gently rubbed like that. Little shivers of sensual feeling ran through her pelvis, and she felt her cunt getting aroused and wet and hot.
Damn it all, wouldn't she ever be able to control her immoral body?
Eddie suddenly seized the soft shaft of her clit and began to knead it between his thumb and forefinger. Sharp pleasure jolted her body.
"Uhhhhhh!" she gasped.
Juan chuckled. "I think you pressed the right button, man," he said, "That got to her."
Creep, Linda thought bitterly. It didn't really please him to see her enjoy herself. He was only pleased if he could humiliate her.
Eddie kneaded her clit steadily, exciting hot pleasure in her loins. In spite of her resolve not to enjoy it, her cunt began to cream heavily. She felt the lips of her pussy swelling and growing wet. She prayed the boys wouldn't notice.
But Eddie did. He suddenly laughed and inspected his fingers, which had become soaked with her helpless cream. "Hey, she's wet," he said.
"That means she wants it," said Juan. "Go ahead, ball her."
"Noooo," Linda whined. "I don't want it!"
Again no one paid any attention. It was as if she had no rights at all, as if she were only a plaything for these grinning kids. Eddie looked longingly at her now moist and swollen cunt. It was clear that he wanted to mount her, fuck her in a commanding way, as Kyle had done earlier.
There was just one problem. He still didn't have a hard-on.
Juan noticed and almost spat with disgust.
"Hey, man, what's wrong?" he said. "You never had that problem before. Last week, with that girl we picked up-"
"I know, I know," Eddie said impatiently. "Just give me a second, I'll get it up."
He seized his limp cock and began to pump it briskly in his fist.
Kyle's face took on a wicked grin. "Hey, Eddie," he said, "why go to all that work when she can do it for you?"
"Huh?" said Eddie.
"Stick it in her mouth, man," said Kyle. "Like Juan did. That'll get up really fast."
Eddie gawked at him a moment, and then his eyes lit up. "Hey, I'd really like to try that," he said.
"Nobody's stopping you," Juan said. "Go ahead. Get her to blow you. She's real good at that."
Linda felt a wave of nausea, just as she had when Juan asked her to suck him off. She knew there was no point in protesting, though. Juan would simply force her mouth open. She braced herself. Eddie began to crawl over her.
He sat down gingerly on her cushiony warm tits, his limp cock brushing her face. He looked at her imploringly but didn't have the nerve to ask her to suck him. Linda only stared back, her mouth firmly closed, enjoying his nervousness.
"Open up, Auntie," Kyle snapped. "You know better than that."
She flashed her nephew a glance of pure hatred, then opened her lips. With trembling hand, Eddie inserted his doughy limp cock. Linda closed her lips around it and began to suck.
"Awwwwww, WOW," Eddie wailed. "This feels really great! Awwww, yeah ..."
Linda was struggling against the urge to bite him, to spit him out. It seemed as if the gang was going to rape her mouth as much as her cunt. Eddie's prick felt cool and slimy to her, repugnant. She sucked mechanically, wanting to get it over with.
Eddie was quickly excited by his first blow job. She felt his slug-like little prick twitching into life on her tongue. It jerked hard a few times, then began to swell and lengthen. His foreskin retracted under the pressure of his erection, and she felt the hard, hot knob of his glans. A trickle of salty cock-juice assaulted her taste buds.
"Awwwww, Jesus," Eddie whined, his eyes screwed tightly shut in his ecstasy.
Fortunately, even in full erection his cock wasn't very big, and there was no danger of her gagging on it. Encouraged by his swift arousal, Linda decided to try to bring him off in her mouth. It would be better than having that grubby sweaty boy fuck her.
She began to suck with great pressure and speed.
"Eeeeee!" Eddie squealed.
His pale swollen meat zipped in and out of her lips, gleaming with her spit. Her sucking got loud and wet, an obscene slurping noise, much to the amusement of her audience.
"Man, look at her eat that cock!" Juan sneered.
"She really digs it, don't she?" laughed Jimmy.
"Nothin' she likes better," Kyle assured them.
If only they knew how she despised them all.
Linda sucked even harder, hoping to bring the boy off now, to end her torture. Eddie clawed her naked shoulders, whined shrilly in his hot excitement and seemed about to come.
"Ah, jeez, wait," he panted.
He jerked his hips back, making his spit-soaked prick pop from her mouth. It snapped up to hug his belly. He quickly crawled back off her and knelt between her legs. The victory was not to be hers after all. He still intended to ball her.
She felt his hard wet prick bumping the tender tissues of her pussy. Blindly he sought out her cunt, gasping and panting in his eagerness. Then she felt it-the hard knob of his cock wedging into her creamy, aroused cunt.
"Uhhhhh!" she gasped.
His small cock easily penetrated her in one shove. It felt delicious to her. She needed that hard stuffing, that almost brutal jerking of his meat in her ever-famished cunt. She told herself that she wouldn't cry out, wouldn't let them know how aroused she was, but she did intend to enjoy it.
"Yeah, yeah," Eddie chanted as he swiftly balled her.
Linda clamped her lips shut to stifle her cries of pleasure. She loved each hard searing thrust of his hard little prick, loved the hot friction against her nipping vaginal walls . . .
"AWWWWWW!" Eddie yelped.
She felt his jism sizzling into her. She was deeply disappointed. Why, it hadn't even lasted thirty seconds. A few shoves, and the overexcited boy had shot his load. Far from satisfying her, all he'd done was arouse and frustrate her.
"Whew, she was hot in there," Eddie giggled, pulling his limp prick out of Linda's sperm-soaked twat.
He crawled off the bed, obviously pleased with himself. Linda was not pleased at all. She could have used another five minutes of his hard poking-but then no one cared if SHE got any pleasure . . .
"Okay, Jimmy, she's all yours," said Juan. "Ball her good, man."
Red-haired Jimmy, the youngest of the gang, began to strip. He was grinning in anticipation of fucking this beautiful older woman.
Linda watched him undress, calculating what she would have to face this time. He was the shortest of the boys, not even as tall as she was, and he was bony and skinny. His flesh was wormy pale and dotted with big brown freckles. His immature pubic thatch was a mere wisp of copper. And his cock was tiny . . .
It seemed no bigger than her middle finger, even though the boy was tautly erect, his pale prick hugging his belly and drooling bright bubbles of cock-juice. His young balls were bright pink and tightly swollen but no bigger than walnuts.
Linda decided she had nothing to fear from him-and nothing to enjoy. Her mature cunt would hardly feel that minuscule prick .. .
If Jimmy was ashamed of his size, he certainly didn't show it. He crawled onto the bed with complete confidence, leering at her in a sadistic way which he must have copied from Juan. Linda almost felt like laughing. Did he think he was going to excite her with THAT tiny cock?
Jimmy surprised her completely. Instead of crawling between her legs, he suddenly dived for her crotch. Linda gasped as she felt his mouth abruptly planted on her tender, wet pussylips.
"Shit," Juan said contemptuously, "I don't never give head."
"You oughta try it," said Kyle. "It gets 'em really hot."
"Not me," Juan said disgustedly. Then he broke into a grin. "I wonder where the kid learned that?"
Jimmy was too busy to tell him. His redhead bounced up and down between Linda's wide-stretched legs. The others could hear a wet slurping and sucking noise. The strangest sight, though, was Linda's face.
Her lovely features were contorted in a grimace of sensual pleasure. Her eyes rolled crazily for a moment, then shut tightly, and they saw her teeth flash, her tongue loll out to lick her lips. Her face began to flush a mottled pink.
"Ooooooo," she moaned, "oooooo!"
She hated herself for her weakness, but it was impossible for her to resist the delicious things Jimmy was doing to her. Like Juan, she wondered where such a young boy had learned these things. His pointed wet tongue tickled swiftly all over her sensitive clit, making her wild with pleasure. Then he began to suck her tender red bud, and she almost fainted with the joy of it.
"Well, he's really getting to her," said Juan. "I gotta admit that."
Linda felt her whole clit sucked into the fierce heat and wetness of Jimmy's busy mouth. Its pleasure was overwhelming. Helplessly she moaned and arched her pelvis upward to get more of the sweet friction of his lips. Floods of steamy cunt-juice squirted out of her seething twat to wet the boy's chin.
"Uhhhhhh," she whined, "ahhhhhhh ..."
Kyle snickered. "That always gets to her. Ol' Auntie just loves to have her pussy eaten. Like I said, Juan, you oughta try it-it always works."
"I'll leave that stuff to you guys," Juan said, sneering. Nevertheless, he was clearly aroused by the scene. He bent close to observe exactly what Jimmy was doing to get Linda so aroused.
And obviously she was aroused. Even Eddie, the least experienced of the gang, could see that. Her face was flushed, her body arched up to receive Jimmy's sucking mouth, and she was panting and moaning without restraint. They'd gotten to her at last.
Linda felt Jimmy's expert tongue leaving her now-swollen clit and moving down between her legs, circling and exploring her wet, seething cunt. It felt delicious, and she whimpered helplessly. Down, down his tongue went, till it was tickling mischievously around the tight, wrinkled hole in her ass.
To her surprise, even that was exciting. She'd never known that her ass could be a source of erotic pleasure. But when Jimmy's wet, rough tongue lapped and tickled there, it drove her wild. She felt the pointed tip of his tongue pushing at the tight-clenched anal mouth, trying to get in.
She was shocked, but at the same time, she wanted it. My God, she had to get SOMETHING out of all this. She relaxed her anal muscles in wicked invitation.
"Eeeeeee!" Her cry was hoarse, ecstatic.
She felt Jimmy's slick tongue gliding up her asshole, right to the root, and it was the most delicious thing she'd ever felt. Her aroused pussy creamed furiously over the boy's hot face as she willingly took his tongue deep into her bowels.
"Man, she's going crazy," Juan said wonderingly. "What's he doing to her, anyhow?"
Eddie giggled. He had a better view of the action. "He's got his tongue up her ass," he said.
"You're kidding," Juan said.
Yet there had to be something to account for Linda's obvious frenzy of pleasure. Juan bent closer to have a look, and he saw his friend's wet pink tongue flicking in and out of Linda's tight little bumhole.
"Jesus Christ!" Juan rasped.
Linda was close to coming when Jimmy suddenly withdrew his teasing tongue from her hot ass. She gave a whimper of disappointment. The red-haired boy sat up, wiped her cream from his face, and grinned.
"Really turned her on, didn't I?" he said proudly.
"Yeah, you did," said Juan. "Where'd you learn all that kinky stuff, anyhow?"
"There's this old lady in our building," Jimmy said. "I mean, she must be like forty-five or something. But her old man is drunk all the time, and she ain't gettin' any, so she lets me ball her whenever I want. She's taught me a whole bunch of stuff. Kyle is right, man. They really like it when you go down on them!"
Having concluded his little speech, Jimmy wasted no more time. He crawled up snug between Linda's thighs and jammed his small, stiff prick into her seething, flooded pussy. He began to fuck her furiously, jerking and sawing his rigid meat in the red-hot sheath of her cunt.
"Oooooo!" Linda squealed. "Ohhhhhh, yes, YES..."
Even Jimmy's tiny prick felt wonderful in her powerfully aroused cunt. She couldn't restrain herself any longer. She just let go and enjoyed the boy's furious fast fucking. The other boys grinned and leered at her, smug in their conquest.
Why could she never resist a cock, even when she hated its owner? What was the matter with her?
Suddenly she knew: if she only had a steady man, a good man, to take care of her regularly, she wouldn't behave like this. A man like Fred Scott.
Her thoughts were wiped out by a stunning orgasm that made her howl with delight. She needed it, she loved it, but at the same time she was aware-all too aware-of that sea of grinning mocking faces around her.