Chapter 6
Looking back at that moment afterwards, Janice remembered only her pitiful cries, her feeling of utter revulsion for the smell of their bodies, the coarseness of their hands and the vile-ness of their remarks as they fondled her like animals with a new toy. There was not the slightest regard for her feelings, for whatever pleasure she might obtain from the act; their own satisfaction was the only driving force behind their attack, which was without stopping: one after the other, on and on, until her body became numb and she tried desperately to separate her mind from her physical feelings.
The naked light from the single bulb matched her own nakedness once they had removed all her clothes. Elton told them to be careful undressing her.
"If anything's torn, that'll be evidence," he remarked as Smiley and Curt began undressing her. "Make sure every button's still in place. She's gonna go back to Dallas lookin' just as fresh as she does now. But inside, that'll be something else." He laughed coarsely, and Janice glared at him with hate in her eyes.
"You son of a bitch," she spat out. "And to think I liked you once. I really did, Elton."
"Jest shows you," he said. "I'm a bastard at heart. Chicks are just for fucking; nothing more."
"You can say that again," said Curt, pulling her panties down and revealing her bush. He pushed a finger forward and into her. She felt it touch her clitoris and a flash of sensation sliced through her fears for a second. Then he withdrew, and bent his mouth forward and bit her breasts. She felt the stab of pain as his teeth sank in, and she gasped.
The waiter was standing back, watching with avid eyes and mounting excitement.
"Hey, what's your name?" asked Elton.
"Jason," he said.
"Okay, Jason, git yourself ready," said Elton.
Jason needed no further prompting. His pants were already bulging at the crotch. He peeled off his shirt and shucked off his shoes; his pants dropped, and his sex sprang forth, long and thin, like a snake uncoiling. His whole body was skinny, and he had an ugly rash across his chest.
Janice took one look at him and turned her face away.
"Not him-please, Elton!" she pleaded, and he laughed again and gave Jason a cursory glance.
"He ain't Mr. America," he commented, reaching out for Jason's penis, "but he's got a good prick, and it's gonna feel good buried in that hot pussy of yours. How 'bout that, Jason?"
Jason giggled and looked down at his penis, still held firmly in Elton's fist. Elton gave it a couple of shakes.
"Hm, it's plenty hard," he said. "Jesus, enough goddamn foreskin for window drapes."
He released Jason, who moved forward toward Janice as Elton, Curt and Smiley carried her over to the bed and spread-eagled her across the covers. Curt held one arm; Smiley held the other; Elton sat between her legs, holding them open.
"Okay, climb on," said Elton, and Jason got on and positioned himself above her, lowering his body until his penis touched her mound. She screamed out loudly.
"Shut up, bitch," said Curt, putting a hand over her mouth. "Goddamn broads who scream bug the shit out of me."
Jason supported himself on his arms and knees while he lowered his penis into her. She felt the end of it penetrate and then enter her completely; it was not very thick and for a second she compared it mentally with Elton's, which had pushed her flesh aside, easing in slowly. Jason slipped in almost without effort, and as he came down she felt his balls slap against her buttocks. He groaned and lowered his mouth to hers. His breath was foul and she almost retched, but his lips closed over hers and he began kissing her frantically while his hips were galvanized into action, thrusting in and out of her almost as fast as a jackrabbit.
"Wowee, lookit him go," shouted Smiley, his pants bulging at the crotch. "Fastest fucker I've ever seen."
Jason was slobbering all over her face, licking her flesh, and his hands were grasping her breasts hungrily, squeezing them tightly. She felt the pain of his long dirty fingernails as they lacerated her tender flesh.
"Son-of-a-bitch!" said Curt. "He fucks like he hasn't had any in weeks."
"Mebbe he hasn't," said Elton, laughing.
Jason's hips were moving, faster and faster, pushing and pulling his thin rod in and out of her canal. She felt her own juices flowing, lubricating her. She could feel him way up almost at the opening of her womb. He was long, but not very thick. It was a totally different sensation than when she had been fucked by Elton earlier; she decided in passing that a thick cock was preferable. Her hips began moving, combining with his rhythm, until her whole body was quivering and shaking, her own passion being pushed up by his attentions. Oh, God, why should I move? Lie still, she thought, lie still. Don't give them the satisfaction of watching me get with it, too. But much as she tried, Janice could not control herself. Her body responded and her instincts made her move, wrapping her vagina around his penis, contracting as he thrust forward, gripping the shaft and causing him to moan and cry out with ecstasy.
"Kee-rist, she's tight," he shouted. "Tightest pussy I've ever fucked. Make it good, baby."
On and on, until she wondered how much longer he could continue such a pace. She could see the muscles on each side his body flex as he drove himself in and out. He was skinny, but muscular, and his energy was unending. She felt her own orgasm slowly approaching, her breathing became deeper, and from her mouth came little cries, not of fear any longer, but of mounting pleasure.
"Oh, wow, it's gittin' to her," said Curt, his free hand playing with his penis, which he had taken out of his pants, projecting obscenely in front of him, barely inches from her head.
"Sure it is," said Smiley, who was also masturbating himself as he watched.
Elton's deep laugh blended with their voices and Jason's grunting. Janice closed her eyes, trying to blot out the scene, hoping that some miracle would happen, and she would wake up and it would all be a terrible nightmare. It wasn't happening; she was dreaming. Or she was fantasizing while she masturbated herself, like she used to? Yes, that was it; Jason's cock wasn't that much thicker than her finger. It was her own finger, and she was lying in her own bed at home, and her mind was filled with all manner of obscene things like she used to dream up occasionally in her wilder moments. She was being pushed up to her climax by her own finger; that was it. Oh, more to the right; touch the clitoris, that's what counted... Yes, yes. Oh, Jesus, sweet Jesus, she was coming. Her hips writhed and her vagina contracted even more, and she felt her flesh grip the rod within her. Jason let out a scream of delight. "I'm there, I'm shootin'!" he shouted, and at that moment, her own juices flowed as her insides convulsed and she shrieked herself. It wasn't her voice, it couldn't be, as the shrill tones filled the room; "Fuck me, fuck me, shove it in, all the way, let me have it. Let me have it all, every bit of it. Fuck me, you big-cocked bastard!" Her mouthings combined with Jason's orgasmic groans, and Elton, Smiley and Curt laughed loudly as they realized what was happening. Curt jerked his penis even faster, pulling the foreskin over the head, and squeezing hard. "Me, too," he shouted, and held his penis over Janice's face as he ejaculated, spilling great gobs of his seed over her eyes and nose, dripping down into her mouth, load after load.
"Lick it up, lick it!" he shouted, pushing his penis towards her mouth. She felt the pulsating head touch her lips, and tasted the globs of come dripping out of the slit. "Lick it, goddamnit," he shouted again, and she opened her mouth and put her tongue out, licking the broad, flat head with its oozing come. It was salty to her taste. "Suck it, suck it," he commanded, and she took it between her lips, sucking the last of his come from his tube while her vagina continued its contractions around Jason's softening shaft. Elton and Smiley were laughing loudly, and Janice was dimly aware of the room, of their presence, of everything. Her mind seemed to leave her body, and from a thousand years away she heard her mother's voice again: "No girl does things with a man before she's married. Only whores do that." She pushed Curt's cock out with her tongue and screamed loudly.
Jason lifted his body and stood up beside the bed, his penis dangling between his legs, limp and shriveled. Elton grinned and looked down at Janice.
"Okay, I'm next," he said, "But I want her to undress me. I dig that."
He stood before her.
"Let her hands go," he said, and Curt stepped away, a look of doubt on his face.
"She ain't goin' nowhere," said Elton. "Come on, Janice, undress me."
She sat up, conscious that her crotch was wet and sticky and her breasts were covered with teeth marks from Jason's passionate biting. With trembling hands, she reached out and started undoing Elton's shirt buttons. She noticed that his crotch was bulging.
"Yes, he's up and ready," he said, observing her look at his fly. "And he'll make you feel a lot better than that last fuck." He glanced over at Jason's skinny body. "Hey, feller, you're gonna see a real man's cock now," he said proudly, putting his hands on his hips and looking down at Janice's trembling fingers. She looked up at him, and bit her lip.
"You bastard," she breathed. A moment later, his shirt fell open, and she started on his pants, slowly undoing the belt buckle and then the large metal buttons of his jeans. She remembered wondering why he had buttons instead of a zipper; but then, he wasn't a drugstore cowboy. He was a real one; Emily had said so, but she had also said how proud she was that he had turned out so well. She wondered whether he treated Emily with such sadistic violence and such disregard for the niceties of affection. Maybe he treated her better because he worked for her; he had to. With Janice, it was obviously just sex for sex's sake, and very violent sex at that. A good Texas fuck, as he had said to her earlier. Her trembling fingers reached the final button, and she pulled at the pants. As they slid down, his sex sprang out, and she saw again its enormous thickness, its length, everything about it which he had thrust into her earlier that night. Oh, God, suddenly she remembered how big it was; how it had hurt penetrating her anus; how much pain she had endured beneath him while he pounded away at her. She drew back, a look of fear upon her face. He looked down at her and laughed. "He's big, ain't he?"
He pulled off his pants, threw his shirt across the room, and stood, his penis jutting forth, and proudly waved it at her.
"See?" He turned to the others, to Jason in particular, whose eyes were bugging out as he stared at Elton's organ. "That's a cock for you, and you're gonna see her take every inch of it up that hot little box of hers."
Smiley and Curt grabbed her and pulled her backward on the bed. She cried out, and they all laughed. Jason moved over to the edge of the bed and watched as Elton climbed on, kneeling between her thighs and bringing the head of his penis down to her moist and dripping cunt. Slowly he inserted the end, and she gasped as she felt it touch her clitoris and send chills through her body.
"OOOOOOH!" She screamed out and began twisting, trying to break free from the strong arms that held her.
Elton laughed softly and bent forward so that his face was directly above hers. He looked down at her.
"Look at it, baby, watch it go into you," he said, and defiantly she closed her eyes. His hand came down and belted her across the cheek. She whimpered and opened her eyes. Slowly she gazed down toward the spot where their bodies were fused together by the length of his penis.
"That's better," said Elton. "Half the fun's watching, I always say."
Janice looked, her cheek smarting from the blow and her eyes watery; slowly she saw the incredible length penetrate her vagina, sliding in along the canal already wet and slippery from Jason's come and her own juices. Elton groaned.
"Jeez, that's good," he whispered. "Still as tight as ever."
Smiley glared at him.
"You've screwed her before?"
"Sure. I fucked her tonight, 'bout two hours ago. In front and in the ass. She's a good lay, take it from me."
Smiley guffawed.
"Me 'n Curt's bin there before you," he smirked. "We had her out on the range today." Elton's face grew red.
"You sons of bitches," he rasped. "You'll fuck anything, won't you?"
"Goddamn right," said Curt. "Same as you, Elton."
Janice began struggling again, and her hips moved around Elton's prick, tightening and sliding, and he moaned.
"Just you keep that up," he said softly. "It feels extry good when you do that."
Janice at once tried to stop moving. Dammit, she thought, if it makes him feel better, I'll hold still. I won't move a muscle. But she found herself unable to control the involuntary jerkings of her pelvis, and as the waves of ecstasy washed over her she only increased her movements. She reached for him, put her arms around his muscular shoulders, and pulled him down on top of her, searching for his mouth with her own, her tongue licking him. Elton pulled away and grinned at the others.
"I told you she gets turned on by my dick," he said, and then began humping her violently, in and out, while he closed his mouth over hers and kissed her passionately.
Janice abandoned herself completely at that moment; she knew it was no use resisting any longer, and the feeling that went through her from Elton's penis was too wonderful to deny. He knew how to fuck; he knew exactly how to move his hips to rub his massive organ against her clitoris, then all the way up into her vagina, turning and twisting at the same time to give and get the utmost in pleasure from the act. She gasped and her hands clawed at his back, and she raised her legs, wrapping them around his waist.
Jason whistled and gave a cowboy yell.
"Lookit that ass go," he cried, and he crawled up behind them, lowering his face to her buttocks, and pushing his tongue out to lick her anus. Janice felt the hot flesh against her, and she squirmed even more from the sensations it gave her. Curt and Smiley were busy undressing, and as their clothes dropped from their bodies they came forward onto the bed, climbing on and lying, one on each side, observing and rubbing their penises up against her body.
Curt seized her left breast, held it flat, and pushed his cock into the fold of flesh, fucking in and out. Smiley pulled her right arm down, bent it at the elbow, and pushed his penis into the joint, fucking her there.
Janice felt herself floating off the bed; she was being impaled by Elton's enormous cock; she was being licked by Jason; and on either side Curt and Smiley were achieving their kicks from her body. She was the center of their attention, and her mind broke; she was riding the crest of pure sensation, physical and mental. There was no pain now; it was pure sexual pleasure, the utmost in gratification, having four young men paying her attention as she had never dreamed possible.
"Fuck me, fuck me," she cried out. "Let me have it all, every one of you. Come on, give it to me!"
Elton laughed and continued thrusting, resting his rear end on the head of Jason, who sucked her anus frantically, masturbating his penis with one hand while the other caressed her buttocks, rubbing her skin.
Janice felt the pressure of Curt's cock on her breast, and his breath came in strained gasps as he forced his sex back and forth. Smiley merely sat there, pulling and pushing his penis against her bent arm.
"Suck it, suck it," Smiley said, lifting her arm so that the end of his penis projected toward her mouth. Without hesitation, Janice opened her mouth and took the large flat red head between her lips, sucking it with all the force she could muster. He moaned and lifted himself higher to get more of it into her. Finally he straddled her, squeezing between Elton's body and her own, pushing his penis deep into her mouth. She felt the head jam into her throat and she almost gagged, but adjusted and began sucking it, taking the shaft in her fingers, playing with it and with his balls, rotating them as she sucked up and down, tasting the musky odor of his crotch and the saltiness of his lube that was being squeezed down his tube and out the wide slit at the end.
Elton put his arms around Smiley, holding on to preserve his balance. He was pivoting on his penis, buried within her vagina, feeling her tight contractions around his shaft.
"Go baby, go," he muttered, closing his eyes and concentrating on the exquisite sensations which were moving up from his crotch through every part of his body. "Goddamn, what a fuck!"
Jason moved out, overcome by Elton's weight, and he sat up, watching, while his hand manipulated his penis quickly. His eyes were popping out of his head, and a stupid look of rapture covered his face.
"Ain't never seen anything like this," he muttered, "and I've done a heap of fucking."
"Shut up," said Elton, whose orgasm was beginning to build. He closed his eyes and thrust his rock-hard rod deep into her, holding it there for a moment, rotating his hips, and then slowly withdrawing, feeling her vagina grip him and her stomach quiver. He let his hands trail down her legs, feeling her smooth flesh and digging his fingers into her.
"Make it good, baby," he said loudly. "I'm almost there."
Janice heard him, and instinctively she tightened herself even more, feeling the answering jerking in his penis. He cried out and then thrust forward viciously, burying the head deep in her; at that moment Janice felt her own climax burst forth and her juices mingle with his that shot out, load after load, into her. She moaned and squeezed Smiley's cock even harder with her fingers, and he cried out. A moment later, she tasted the hot salty come that discharged into her mouth. She let it lie there, tasting it on her tongue, then swallowed, and he pushed in, jamming the head in her throat, where it lay, pulsating as the last of his ejaculation came pouring out into her.
Elton slowly softened and pulled out. She lowered her legs and he moved back, squatting down on his haunches and looking at her. Smiley pulled his prick out of her mouth and collapsed on the floor, breathing heavily and moaning.
Curt swung his leg over her, and his penis, still hard, descended to her crotch, filling the space just left by Elton. Janice gasped, not from its size, but from the impact. He rammed it in so fast it almost took her breath away. His mouth came to hers, and he began licking her lips.
Elton laughed. "Oh, wow, lookit Curt go," he said, and the others stared as Curt's tight rear end jerked up and down, the muscles flexing as he entered her and withdrew, his penis thick and shiny as it emerged, then wham! back in again, and Janice felt herself growing numb. She was aware that she had a large penis within her vagina, but she had just completed an orgasm; she was ready to let her passion subside for a while. Instead she was being pounded harder and harder; instinctively she knew Curt couldn't last long. He was almost there; in a few moments he cried out, grabbed her shoulders, and rammed himself in as he shot great gobs into her, crying out at the same time. Elton's laughter blended with Curt's cries, and Janice mentally breathed a sigh of relief. It was over; they had all come. Maybe now they would let her go and the horror would be over. But was it horror?
Hadn't she really joined in the orgy as Elton had rammed himself into her? Hadn't she really loved that part of it? Hell, she had loved every inch of his cock that violated her.
She had even loved sucking on Smiley's penis, wide, flat and with that incredible taste that she had only recently grown to know and recognize, and... yes, and enjoy. She stared around at them; with the exception of Jason, who was truly a pitiful-looking apology for a young man, they were all well-built, muscular, and handsome. And their penises were exceptional. They hadn't hurt her, so why shouldn't she enjoy it? She was the center of their sexual attentions, and she felt filled with an overwhelming sense of satisfaction.
Her face broke into a smile and she looked over at Elton.
"How about a cigarette?" she asked.
They all laughed, and Elton reached for his shirt and handed her a Lucky, then lit it for her. She scooted back on the bed and lay smoking and staring at them. They were very attractive, and she loved to look at them. For the first time in her life she had no sense of shame, no embarrassment at being naked in front of them; they were naked, too, and their bodies, shiny with sweat, and their cocks, slick from the action, filled her with a wonderful sense of eroticism.
"You look well and truly fucked," said Curt, moving over and lying down next to her, touching her breasts gently.
"I ought to," she replied.
"And you sound like you enjoyed it," said Smiley.
"Sure she did," snapped Elton. "I know these professional virgins. They scream and carry on, but they love it."
"I like it when you don't get nasty," said Janice softly. "You can be very gentle, Elton. But then you can be a bastard."
"So what?"
She shrugged.
"I've fucked lots of chicks," said Elton seriously. "And they all like a little rough stuff. I know. You're no exception." He took a deep breath. "You've had one of the best with me, baby. I bet your boyfriend in Dallas won't do as well."
"He can match you," snapped Janice. "Even though he hasn't screwed me yet, I know how big he is. I felt it once."
They all laughed loudly.
"She felt it," cried Smiley. "Don't tell me you didn't do more'n that?"
Janice shook her head. "You ought to know," she snapped icily. "You and Curt were the first, yesterday."
"Yeah, it was yesterday. It's after midnight," said Curt, looking at his watch. "Hey, guys, let's get on back. I got a date waiting at the Stompede."
Janice stared at him disbelievingly.
"You... you've got a date?"
"Sure," he replied calmly. "So's Smiley. And Emily'll be waiting for Elton. We're gonna spend the rest of the night in bed with someone else, baby. You were just for starters."
Janice looked from one to the other, and finally at Jason, who had remained quiet, looking on, feeling his penis softly with one hand.
"I don't believe it," she gasped faintly. "After this, you're still going to-"
"Sure. We can fuck all night and still come back for one more piece of pussy for breakfast," said Curt. "There's nothing hornier than a cowboy, you ought to know that."
Elton laughed loudly and came over to Janice, bending down and kissing her quickly.
"Thanks," he murmured. "You've been the best fuck I've had all week. Come back soon."
She reached up and slapped his face hard. He recoiled, raising his hand to his cheek; then he grinned.
"Well, like I said, they all like a little rough stuff," he said, and turned, grabbing his clothes off the floor. "Come on, guys, let's get out of here."
Jason stood up and stared at Janice.
"I ain't goin' nowhere," he said loudly. "I reckon she can stay here and fuck with me all night."
"Not a hope," said Elton. "Come on, Janice, get dressed. We'll take you back to your car. You ain't of a mind to stay with this..." He indicated Jason with a contemptuous wave of his hand.
"Hell, no," said Janice, sliding her legs over the edge of the bed. "No offense, Jason. You just don't appeal to me."
"Son-of-a-bitch!" said Jason.
In silence, they all dressed, and Elton put his arm round her waist and led her downstairs to the car.
As she slipped behind the wheel, she looked up at them.
"Good-bye," she said softly.
"So long, baby," said Elton. "Don't think it hasn't been fun. Come back and see us. Maybe you'll get tired of that boyfriend and want a little fucking that means something."
"Dreamer," she snapped. "I'll see you all in hell first."
With a roar, the engine started and she jammed her foot on the gas pedal and let in the clutch. With a scream of tires, the MG took off, churning up the dust in their faces. Elton cursed loudly and wiped his eyes.
"Little bitch," he muttered, and then he broke out laughing. "Jeez, she's something else again."
Smiley nodded.
"Yeah, but she still has the tightest pussy in Texas."
With a laugh, they climbed into their car, and with a roar from the souped-up engine took off in the direction of Bandera.