Chapter 3
It was six-thirty that evening. Angela and Cheri had finished with their supper and were finally getting around to talking about the events of the day.
Cheri pulled out the cork on a bottle of white wine and poured two glasses half-full each. Handing one to Angela, Cheri settled her curvaceous ass into a chair.
"Now, tell me all about it again," Cheri said, her excitement rising again.
"It's just like I said before. They locked the door and then raped me." Angela sipped her glass of wine nervously, wishing Cheri wasn't taking so much pleasure in this. "And, like it said before, I did two things that I had never done before I had a cock in my mouth and experienced an orgasm."
"Did you like it? Did you like it when he shot his nuts off in your mouth?"
Angela blushed crimson and stared at her hands. This was getting difficult. "I, well . . . yeah, I guess I did. After I had my orgasm I kind of went wild. It was one climax right after the other!"
"Are you going to fuck them again?"
"Oh, will you cut it out?" Angela said, bordering on anger. "I didn't fuck-I mean make love-to them willingly! They were stronger than me! They held me down and forced me!"
"Sure, sure, I understand," Cheri said knowingly. And she did understand.
By the time the women were half-finished with their second bottle of wine, they were sitting next to each other on the carpeted floor of their rented home in the suburbs. Angela was talking freely now about how she had used her lips and tongue to drive the cum out of Jeff's heavy, young balls. She described in great detail how it felt to have an orgasm and how large Roger's prick was.
"But I just couldn't come on to them," Angela said, her eyes glassy from the wine. "That would be terrible!"
"Listen to me, sweetheart. I've got an idea and you've got to go along with it if you're ever going to get the amount of hard cock that you obviously need."
"You're obscene!" Angela said, giggling happily, listening carefully to everything her older and wiser roommate had to say.
"We've got to get you a new wardrobe. That stuff you wear does nothing but conceal what you've got. What you need are clothes that enhance your figure!" Cheri's eyes scanned Angela's body appreciatively. She liked what she saw. "First, we'll need very accurate measurements of your figure. Everything! Then we'll find you some clothes that bring out the best of all you have to offer."
Angela argued at first, but then decided it was probably best to go along with Cheri. After all, the brunette did want to have hard, driving cock stabbing into her body again real soon.
Before she really knew what was going on, Angela was standing in the center of the room completely naked while Cheri used a tape measure to chart her figure. What she found was certainly worth paying attention to.
Angela Manelli's vital statistics were: 36C-24-35, standing five-foot-eight. Cheri Monroe's statistics were: 38B-24-36, standing five-foot seven.
"Now that we've got that," Cheri said, swaying slightly from the wine as she looked at her roommate's svelte, naked body, "we can get you the clothes you need. Hell, even if you don't come on to those boys, they'll come on to you. Yes, Angela, if my guess is right, those three kids are going to be fucking again very, very soon!" Angela felt positively devilish. She wore one of Cheri's skirts that, although it came down to her knee, it was slit on the side to show off much of her thigh. It was nearly noon and she pushed the small ladder across the library, several books under her left arm.
"Would you look at her?" Roger said to his colleagues, watching Angela walk. Her tits pounded as she walked, held firmly but lightly in one of Cheri's sheer bras, and the boy noticed the difference. "I think we should fuck her again."
"Let's not press our luck," Jeff said quietly. "She didn't tell Old Man Drexler and she didn't call the cops. If she had, we'd all be in the slammer now. Let's just not press our luck."
"What are you? A goddamn pussy? I tell you, that bitch is just waiting for my cock!" Roger said, giving his friend a stern look, then turning his attention back to Angela Manelli, the sexy librarian.
Angela positioned the portable ladder in front of the rack of books that she wanted, then stepped on it. The wheels automatically locked in position and she stepped to the top. When she raised one foot, putting it on the landing at the top of the ladder while keeping the other foot two steps down, her skirt rode high up her thigh, splitting and showing off her leg. Roger saw the smooth taper of her thigh and the slightly darker band at the top of her silk hose. He saw the clasp of her garter, white against the sheer silk, and his prick began to twitch restlessly in his tight fitting jeans.
"I've got to suck that bitch," Roger hissed. He looked at the clock, it was a couple minutes to noon. "Jeff, as soon as the lunch bell rings and everybody's gone, you lock the fucking doors. Ron and I'll make sure Miss Manelli don't make no noise."
Angela took her time putting the books in place. When that was accomplished, she rearranged several more books just so she could stay on the ladder. She felt absolutely brazen, knowing that if someone were standing close to her they could look up the skirt Cheri had loaned her. Even from the side people could see a heavenly portion of her thigh.
When the lunch bell rang, Angela's heart skipped a beat. She stayed on the ladder, hoping the three boys with their hard cocks would come for her. Angela knew she was making herself a target for their lust but she wanted them and they wanted her, that much she was certain of. If only she could find the courage to make the first advance, Angela thought, then this whole charade wouldn't be necessary.
Roger materialized seemingly out of nowhere, coming up behind Angela on the ladder.
His hand slipped up her skirt, his palm slamming against her crotch as he pulled her backward.
"Ahhhhh!" Angela cried as she fell down into the arms of Roger and Ron. Her ankle got caught between a brace and a step on the ladder and as they lowered Angela to the floor, she was forced to keep one foot in the air.
"Hello again, Miss Manelli!" Roger chuckled, pushing Angela's left knee toward her tits. Her right foot was caught on the ladder and she knew she couldn't struggle too hard. "It's time for your next lesson!"
"No, please, not again," Angela said as she tried to push her skirt over her crotch. Her ankle was stuck firmly but painlessly in the ladder. "Please, don't do this to me again!"
When Jeff returned from locking the door, the three horny boys acted as a team again. Since Angela refused to put her ankles together so they could slip her panties down, Roger shredded them with a flick of his wrist, exposing Angela's dark cunt hair.
"Stop it!" Angela hissed, grabbing Roger's wrists. "I'll forgive you for what you did before, but this is just too much!"
After unzipping her skirt, Ron pulled it off Angela's body and smiled. Her pussy was slightly moist, he could see, and the cock he had trapped in his slacks was as hard as a rock.
"Come on, we haven't got much time!" Roger urged his friends as he brought his foot-long cock out. He grabbed Angela's hair to hold her head still, then lowered his enormous, drooling cock knob to her mouth. "Suck it, Miss Manelli, or you'll be more sorry than you can imagine."
Angela looked at the awesome size of the teenager's prick and stopped struggling. She thought briefly of Cheri and how the blonde would enjoy wrapping her lips around such a cock. Then she realized that she was the lucky one. She was the one sucking that gigantic prick. She opened her mouth obediently.
Roger saw her full, lipstick-glistening lips open and groaned like an animal. He slipped the very tip of his cock into Angela's mouth and watched her sweet lips move erotically on the excited flesh. When he pulled his cock out of her mouth, Roger saw the red ring from Angela's lipstick and he groaned again.
"So lovely, so beautiful," he whispered gently, almost compassionately.
Angela wrapped both hands around Roger's cock like it was a baseball bat. This still left four solid, throbbing inches of cock meat sticking through her fist to suck on. She dropped her left foot to the floor, spreading her legs wide and causing her pink cunt to open slightly.
"Mmmmmmmmm!" Angela murmured as she accepted Roger's cock into her mouth again. She twisted her hands around the fat shaft in opposite directions as her lips were stretched to accommodate the bulky cockhead.
"Look at her sucking my cock, guys!" Roger said, pushing more cock into the woman's hot, juicy mouth. "I told you she loves it!"
The prick slipped wetly between her lips and Angela gnawed on the delicious flesh, rubbing her tongue against the clefted underside of the cockhead. The ridge of the fleshy bulb caused Angela's cheeks to swell outward and she shivered with lust at the taste of a drop of pre-cum.
Ron pushed his middle finger into Angela's pussy, then jerked it back and forth quickly. When his finger was wet with the librarian's oil, he pulled it out and pressed it against her puckered asshole.
Angela moaned, her eyes open wide as she felt something prodding against her virgin ass. She tried to turn her face to the side to get Roger's prick out of her mouth, but he put his hands on both sides of her head and held her still. She could do nothing but take his prick as he pushed and pulled it between her clutching, moist lips.
As Angela rolled her tongue thirstily over Roger's prick, she felt a finger slowly, insistently pressing against her asshole. She yelped when the finger burst through her, sliding into her ass.
"Just ease up, damn it, and it won't hurt!" Ron said as he pushed his middle finger completely into Angela's ass. With his other hand he was slowly stroking his hard cock, priming himself for the librarian.
It didn't take long for Angela to become accustomed to having a finger up her ass. In fact, the new and strange feeling of having something probing her ass felt good. Angela soon learned to relax and then the finger slid easily and painlessly into her.
"Mmmmmmm!" the horny librarian moaned, squeezing Roger's cock with both hands. She allowed her perfect teeth to graze lightly over the slick flesh as it pushed into her mouth, pleased with herself when she saw the look of ecstasy on the boy's face.
Jeff watched the action unfolding before him and stroked his prick, waiting his turn to plow his cock into Angela's hot body. He got down on his knees beside Angela and started fingering her cunt as Ron fingered her asshole.
"She's really sucking that cock, isn't she, Roger?"
"Hey, didn't I tell you she would?" Roger said with a short laugh. He pushed his hips down, reaming Angela's mouth until his cockhead threatened to shove down her throat. "She's a natural born cocksucker!"
When the cockhead cut off her breathing, fear rose in Angela. She was just about ready to really fight, when Roger took his cock out of her mouth completely. She drank in the refreshing air.
"Just don't hurt me," Angela murmured as she used her tongue deftly on the head of Roger's prick, licking wet circles around the reddish-colored cockhead and pulling the skin sheathing the inner core of his hard prick back and forth.
"You just keep sucking," Roger said, allowing Angela to lick his prick at her own pace. "You just keep doing what's expected of you, Miss Manelli, and you won't get hurt." He punched his prick back into Angela's mouth, stretching her enormously to accommodate his bulky prick. "We don't want to hurt you, we just want to get fucked."
Concentrating only on the cock in her mouth, Angela began bringing her face up to meet the downward lunges of Roger. She squeezed, pulled, twisted and tongued the boy's prick. She was only vaguely aware of being turned around and twisted on the floor as Jeff freed her ankle from its imprisonment on the ladder.
"Come on, Roger, we've got to hurry up," Jeff said, helping Ron turn Angela so she could stretch out on the tile floor. "We've only got another fifteen minutes before lunch time ends!"
Once again Angela took the giant cock out of her mouth, hoping to plead her case against the three boys fucking her, yet wanting desperately to feel their hard pricks ramming powerfully into her cunt.
"There isn't time," Angela said, looking at all three boys in turn. "Just leave or you'll get caught and then I'll have no choice but to tell the police about what you've made me do!"
"Shut the fuck up!" Roger hissed, cocking his fist back as though to punch Angela. "Keep your mouth shut unless I say otherwise!"
Angela's dark brown eyes, so beautiful when she was thinking soft thoughts, were large and frightened. She felt how hard the floor was under her naked ass and spread her legs and raised her knees, putting her feet flat on the floor as Ron positioned himself above her.
"Grab my cock and put it in your cunt," Ron commanded, putting his hands on both sides of Angela's body. "Do it, bitch!"
Angela looked up at Ron and trembled. He, like Roger, had an ability to seem both older and more in control of his surroundings than he really was. Obediently, Angela reached between her legs, grabbed the boy's cock, and brought it to the opening of her pussy.
"Take this!" Ron hissed. He rammed his hips down, stabbing the entire length of his prick into Angela's cunt.
"Ouchhhhh!" Angela gasped as she felt her cunt lips suddenly being parted wide.
If he had inserted his cock into her pussy more slowly, working in only a few inches at a stroke, she would have felt nothing but pleasure. But the sudden, fierce invasion of steelish cock meat into her cunt took the wind from her lungs.
Angela opened up her mouth wide when she groaned with shock at the unexpected intrusion of so much cock being crammed into her pussy. She barely had time to get a breath of air when Roger plunged his cock deep into the wet recesses of her mouth, silencing any further protests she might have had.
She was skewered by two hard cocks, one in the cunt and one in the mouth. Angela, to ease the pressure of the hard floor against her naked hips, wrapped her legs around Ron's torso. He was tented above her, held up by his straight arms in a push-up position.
"I'm going to blow my wad," Roger said quietly to no one in particular.
He had the head of his meaty prick and several inches of the shank in Angela's mouth, which completely stuffed her. Using his right hand, Roger started stroking his prick's shaft from the base up to where the librarian's lips were encircling the prick.
Angela's eyes were closed as she waited for the salty eruptions of her lover's cum. Her clit, as it had been during the first time the three boys had raped her, was red-hot and getting hotter each time Ron plowed his cock into her pussy.
Jeff was kneeling beside Angela as she sucked and got fucked. He caressed her thigh through the velvety soft nylons Cheri had loaned her and pounded on his cock harder, with more urgency, with each passing second. Glancing at the large clock near the door, he saw it was fast approaching twelve-thirty. He knew he wouldn't have the time to fuck the librarian like he wanted to, so he had to handle the task of getting off himself.
Though she was naked from the waist down, except for her nylons and garter, none of the boys had even bothered with Angela's enormous tits. Then, suddenly, Jeff seized the opportunity and began squeezing and kneading Angela's plump, sloshing tits through her blouse and bra.
"Take it! Take it all!" Roger croaked, pounding more quickly on his prick's enormous shaft as the brunette worked her oral miracles on his fat, round cockhead.
The bulbous tip of Roger's prick stretched Angela's soft lips even more greatly. Then the jets of acrid, pungent cum started gushing mightily against her tongue and the roof of her mouth Angela moaned lewdly as the hot cream geysered into her mouth. She tongued the cockhead as it punched back and forth between her lips, salty jism erupting with volcanic force from the slitted tip.
Angela's long fingernails grazed over Ron's chest as he pounded his throbbing prick into her pussy. She flexed her legs, holding him tight between her thighs so his cock wouldn't escape her needy cunt.
"Ahhhhh! Fucking shit!" Jeff cursed, thrashing his fist over the distended, lust-inflamed cock that sprouted from between his legs. A moment later the cum started flying from the purple cockhead, blasting through the air.
Angela still had Roger's massive prick in her mouth, even after she had sucked his balls dry. She swallowed several times, thirstily drinking his delicious cream. Hearing Jeff's curses of passion, she ignored them until she felt something dropping lightly onto her tits.
"Bitching slut!" Jeff hissed, leaning closer as the last weak spurts of jism trickled from the head of his excited cock. Looking down, Jeff saw the thick, white gobs of his cum mingling and seeping into the fabric of Angela's blouse.
Ron punched his prick full-length into her tightly massaging fuck channel, his balls burning as hot as the cum boiling inside. He reared back, withdrawing his cock from Angela's juicy cunt until just the head of his prick was still prying apart the lips of her cunt, then slammed it back. This time, however, as his hips mashed against hers, he punctuated the thrust with a blast of cum.
"Arrrggghhhhh!" Ron groaned, pulling back and slamming his cock home into Angela's sloppy cunt once again, jism gushing mightily out of his cock.
Angela continued to suck Roger's prick through the entire incident. She felt his delicious, manly prick become soft between her lips and cooed with satisfaction.
"Come on, guys, let's get the fuck out of here!" Roger said, getting slowly to his feet. "This bitch has had it for the day. Look at her, Jeff jerked off all over her!"
Angela rolled onto her stomach and got unsteadily to her knees. The tile floor felt cold and hard against her bare knees as she watched the boys pulling their pants up. She could still taste Roger's salty jism coating her tongue.
"Get out of here," she said softly, without even the slightest hint of conviction.
It was a struggle to be strong after being so weak with satisfaction, but Angela stood erect and put her skirt back on. The cum that had landed on her mounding, heavy tits had stained her blouse, but she couldn't worry about it just then. The doors had to be opened for the students coming back from their lunch break.
"Just leave me alone from now on, okay?" Angela asked Roger.
"We'll see, Miss Manelli. We'll see how long it takes you to start gnawing at the bit, then you'll be gnawing at my cock in no time." Roger reached out and cupped Angela's left tit, gently massaging the firm orb through her blouse and bra. "Looks like Jeff made a hell of a mess on your other tit. Bet you figure that's a waste of good cum, eh?"
She couldn't answer Roger because she knew that he was right. The cum that had landed on her blouse, ruining it, was indeed a waste. Angela would rather have had the cum in her mouth or cunt. She admitted to herself that the three boys had given her more pleasure than she had ever known.