Chapter 7
The front room of the cottage was still except for the heavy breathing of the seven bodies. Then, Billy rolled off his sister's body, his deflated penis slipping from her reluctant anus with a wet, popping noise that could be heard reverberating lewdly through the whole of the room.
Marsha lay still, face down on top of Charley. His cock was still embedded deep up between her open legs and she felt as though she never wanted to move again. Her legs were stretched wide apart so the tiny pink edges of her hair-lined vagina could still be seen, wet and glistening, clinging tightly to the thick rod of flesh sunk far up in her sperm-filled belly. Through the haze of her half-conscious mind she could feel it begin slowly to deflate inside her and was aware of the warm, wet walls of her pussy contracting tighter and tighter, and finally almost disappeared into a soft mass of fleshy nothingness. It was almost as though her cunt had a mind of its own and didn't want to ever let go of the wicked male flesh that had given it so much pleasure.
Suddenly Billy sat up as the sound of a car turning into the driveway was heard. Startled, they all tried to scramble to their feet.
"Christ, who can that be?" Dirk groaned.
Billy turned to Charley, an angry look in his face.
"Did you tell anyone else you were coming out here?"
"H-Hell no!" Charley answered. "I didn't tell anyone!"
Billy went toward the window but before he reached it the door was flung open and a middle-aged uniformed man stood there, a look of shock on his face as his eyes swept around the room and took in all of the naked bodies.
"Well, what have we here?" he asked lewdly.
"Who the hell are you and what do you want?" Billy snapped.
The girls searched desperately for their clothing as the man continued to stare at their lovely young naked bodies. He seemed to be particularly interested in Marsha.
"Don't give me any of your lip, boy," the man said to Billy. "I'll ask the questions here and you better have the right answers, understand?"
Billy started to reply, then thought better of it and stopped. He could see that the man wore a uniform with a patch on his sleeve identifying him as a security guard for the local property owner's association. He wore a small badge and carried a long flashlight but had no gun. The man was heavy-set and in his late thirties or early forties. He wore a smug scowl.
"You fucking kids are something else," the man said, shaking his head but not taking his eyes from Marsha's ripe young naked body. "Christ, all you seem to think about is fucking and smoking dope!"
"This happens to be our house ... my parents own it," Billy said heatedly, not liking the way the man was staring at his sister's nudeness.
"Sure, I've heard that story a hundred times. You kids think you can break into any empty beach house and use it for a goddamned orgy! Well, I've got news for you ... I was hired by the property owners to see that things like that don't happen!"
"I told you," Billy repeated in frustration, "my parents own this cottage!"
"Shut up, punk! Now I want all of you to sit down where I can watch you. I have to figure this out!"
The man was obviously not too bright-someone who had been hired for his brawn rather than his brains. Billy motioned for the others to sit down and they obeyed him. The man stood there trying to think. His mind was racing with lewd thoughts of the orgy he had interrupted and his thick cock was starting to swell from the sight of all the naked young pussy flesh. By God, he thought to himself, I sure could use a little of that sweet cunt myself.
"What's your names?" he asked, taking out a notebook and the stub of a pencil from his shirt pocket. "And don't give me no phony names-I intend to check!"
He took down each of their names and addresses, pausing briefly and shaking his head when he recognized the addresses they gave as in the better section of the city.
His eyes lit up when Billy gave his name.
"Cobb, huh? And you say your parents own this cottage?"
"I've already told you that," Billy replied testily. "What do you want, an affidavit?"
"Can the funny stuff," the man said, taking another notebook from his hip pocket and scanning the pages. A look of surprise crossed his face as he found the name listed. "What's your father's full name?"
"George A. Cobb and I don't think he's going to be too happy about you breaking in here like this and giving us such a hard time!" Billy replied. His courage had returned and he tried to look as outraged as he could.
For a moment a look of doubt flashed in the man's eyes but it was quickly replaced by a hardening stare.
"So your old man does own this place-so what? I'm sure he doesn't know that you're using it for a whorehouse! And I'll bet that some of these kids ..." he paused again and stared at Lee and Marsha, "... some of these kids are sure as hell underage!"
"We were just fooling around a little," Dirk answered lamely. "What the hell, that's no crime is it?"
The man laughed obscenely.
"I'm sure the sheriff would think so!"
Marsha had been sitting quietly, her frightened mind trying to imagine just what her parents would say if they found out about this. She was willing-anxious even-to do anything to avoid that!
"Are you going to report this?" she asked meekly, noticing for the first time the swelling bulge at the man's crotch. "We could make worth your while to just forget it!"
"Yeh," Charley interjected in a strained and uncertain voice, "How about if we gave you a little something to forget the whole thing!" He turned to the other youths. "I've got about six bucks, have you guys got any money?"
The man laughed again before anyone could reply to Charley's question.
"Shit, you don't think you're going to get off that easy, do you?"
His bold stare made obvious the fact that he was interested in something besides money. His eyes were boring into Marsha's dark triangle of pubic hair that was covered only by a beach towel. By God, he told himself, I'm going to get some of that pussy if it's the last thing I ever do!
"What exactly is it that you do want?" Marsha asked innocently. There was no doubt in her mind that the situation called for desperate measures.
"Well now, that wouldn't be too hard to figure out, would it?" he replied in a voice filled with lust. "Why don't your friends go take a swim while you and I talk it over?"
Billy and Dirk immediately protested but the man shut them off with a wave of his hand.
"What's the matter, afraid the little girl is going to get something she's never had before?"
Marsha got up and walked toward the man, her ripe young buttocks swaying sensuously. She could see that there was no other solution. Her eyes pleaded with Billy for understanding as she turned to him.
"Please, Billy, it's all right. You guys go on down to the beach and let me settle the details, okay?"
Reluctantly, Billy nodded, the unhappiness he felt showing plainly on his handsome face as he rose and motioned for the others to follow him.
"Okay, sis, but we'll be close if you need any help!"
He went out of the house, followed by the others. None of them were anxious for the trouble they knew the man could make for them and they were all secretly relieved.
The middle-aged man waited until they were gone before addressing Marsha.
"Well, your friends didn't protest too much, did they?" he said slowly. "Now how about you and I getting a little better acquainted?"
He didn't waste any time with preliminaries since he had already excited himself to almost the bursting point. His rough hands came out and began to brutally maul the young girl's breasts.
"Take off that fucking towel," he commanded, his eyes gleaming with desire. "I wanna see that little pussy!"
She didn't move, frightened by his cruel manner and the certain knowledge of what was to follow. His arm caught her roughly and held her fast.
"Looks like I'll have to help you, doesn't it?" he said, tearing away the towel and exposing her luscious young body to his excited gaze. Then, he shoved her backwards and she fell heavily onto the couch, her legs open and exposed to him, her hair-lined little cuntal furrow showing pinkly.
He came down on the floor next to the couch, pulling his trousers off quickly and freeing his mammoth angry cock. It jerked and swayed out from his groin like some huge spear and Marsha gasped at the size of it.
"Let's get a closer look at your cunt, baby," he said lewdly. "Oh, Jesus, honey, that's the nicest little box I've seen in weeks!"
Marsha blushed as she felt her entire crotch being devoured by his wanton eyes. His hands were spreading her legs apart further and she felt shame and humiliation at what she was being forced to do to save herself and her friends.
Suddenly he was up on the couch on top of her and she writhed and squirmed under his weight, but it only exhausted her and she could not throw off his heavy body.
"That hurts me'" she cried, as his mouth came down on the tender nipple of one breast and his tongue swirled over it wetly, forcing it into involuntary erectness.
His hands were running over every curve of her young body like a starved man would grab for food, insistent and excited. She knew that it would do her no good to struggle, so she tried to steel her mind and body against the horrible attack that was momentarily going to take place against her helpless body.
Oh God, she prayed silently, make it be over quickly!
He stared down at her, his face just inches away from her body and his voice thick with lust.
"You're going to enjoy this, baby. Believe me, you're going to be begging me for cock in a minute !" His eyes swept over every inch of her body. Wild, uncontrolled lust pounded through his veins as his fingers teased over the slimness of her waist, the long curved shapeliness of her legs, the small roundness of her buttocks and the firm, pointed protrusion of her breasts.
"Oh, don't ... please!" Marsha cried out in fright as she felt his monstrous, pulsing organ jerk frantically into the soft fleshiness of her loins. His rigid, throbbing phallus penetrated between her tightly pressed thighs, squeezing between the white smooth flesh until she was forced to yield sufficiently to let him take her.
"Open your legs," he commanded, driven by relentless passion and lust. "Wider, damn it!"
Her knees were weak and she couldn't fight him when his hands raked savagely down her body, clawing her like an animal and forcing her thighs apart until they were almost spread at 90 degree angles to her body. She felt as though she were being torn in half as he ground his hips sensuously into her open, widely spread crotch. His massive rod rubbed against the swollen vaginal lips, teasingly, tantalizingly and regardless of her fear and disgust for this pig of a man who was on top of her, she could feel an automatic female reaction begin involuntarily through her body. She turned under him in an effort to deter his aim, but his penis was so thick and long that no matter how she twisted and churned, it seemed to follow her relentlessly like a stalking snake.
"Do you promise to leave us all alone and not bother us again if I let you fuck me?" she asked in a voice filled with disgust at him and at her own traitorous body that was beginning to respond.
"Sure, baby, just give me a really good fuck and your troubles are over," he laughed out his answer.
His mouth crushed her haughtily tilted breasts, biting harshly at the tender, erect nipples and running his tongue over the soft white mounds, flicking, punishing, driving and forcing her to want his lewd advances.
"Oooooo-hhhhh," she moaned, abandoning any thought of trying to stop him. "Don't ... don't," she whimpered, her voice weak from her struggle and also from her own desire. She knew that she shouldn't be enjoying this, but her body was denying her mind.
His hands gripped and stroked her as he rose and fell on the soft, resilient flesh of her cushioning body, gradually sliding down further on her so that he was on the floor on his knees again, his hands wrapped firmly and tightly around the fullness of her lower thighs as he kept her legs spread wide apart. His tongue traced a pattern up the inside of her spread-eagled loins until she could feel his mouth close around the hardened tip of her clitoris and lick at it hungrily. Her hands were no longer trying to fight him off, but instead ran over the back of his head and neck, keeping his mouth in place while she squirmed against him.
"Ooooohhhhhh, oooooohhhhh, yes ... yes ... yes " she whispered, her voice trailing into silence, her mouth wide open, gaping helplessly up at the ceiling.
His teeth nipped at the tender pink lips of her vagina until his tongue found the tiny pink slit of her warm throbbing channel. Then, ever so gently, so as not to break the spell of lust under which she was laboring, his thumbs slowly and deliberately spread the soft hair-lined lips open and her cunt was gaping before his excited eyes.
"Aaaahhhhh God!" she moaned, quivering and grinding her loins tight up into his face as he thrust the full thickness of his wet curling tongue deep into her burning pussy.
"Yes ... yes ... that's it ... now...." she breathed fiercely, desperately, animal noises choking her throat. "Lick me! Lick my cunt!"
His fully erect manhood was pulsating, throbbing up against the coarse hardness of his belly and he was ready to take her. But there was one final humiliating demand he had to place on this helpless young girl.
"You want me," he rasped. "Beg me for it!" The cruel tone was in his voice again.
"Yes ... yes ... please ... I can't stand it anymore!" she pleaded.
He delighted in her subservient tone, the groveling as he moved up on her body and directed his massive penis at her tiny throbbing opening. At first he pushed just hard enough so that the blood-red rod entered her and she tried to raise her hips to take the whole shaft, but her feet didn't give her enough leverage under his heavy body. He knew that he was torturing her, making her wait while he shamed and degraded her, but he wanted just exactly this. All of the hostility he had ever felt for the rich young children of his employers was coming to the surface and he wanted her to suffer as he had suffered all of his life.
"Now . .. now...." she whimpered up into his face again.
In, in further, little by little. With another stroke he would be all the way up inside her to the very depths of her hot little belly.
"Oooooooohhhhhh, God!" she groaned, long drawn-out moans being sucked from her throat as she stretched her legs out wide and dug the back of her heels tight down into his driving buttocks, giving the heavy middle-aged man access to her wildly gyrating naked crotch. Her tight sperm-hungry pussy clasped and unclasped lasciviously around his pounding cock as though trying to swallow him, sucking him deeper and deeper with each jackhammer thrust into the depths of her cunt.
It was as if she had been waiting all of her young life for this moment of degradation. She was no longer anything but a whore! A depraved cunt who would fuck or suck anyone with an erection for her mouth or pussy to devour. No longer was she the innocent young teenager her parents had left alone only hours before-her whole future life depended on satisfying the insane animal craving that threatened to destroy her.
Brutally he thrust into her, enjoying the screaming wails of desire that echoed around the room as her scarlet lips contorted from the strain of her obscene words. He wanted to fuck her into the floor-to make her beg him for more and more of his thickly thrusting column of angry white cockflesh. Sadistically, he ground his huge prick up into the tightening cunt and brutally rammed it against her womb entrance.
"That's it," she cried out. "Harder! Fuck me harder!"
His savage rhythm continued until they were jerking and bucking against one another like jungle animals, each of them lost in private erotic sensations that rocked them.
On and on it went until the desire-crazed pair thought they would go mad from the wild sensations that surged through his long shaft into her clenching pussy channel.
"I'm going to come ... come ... ooooo ... yesss ... Now! Fuck it harder ... FUCK IT HARDER ... HARDER! Aaaaahhhhhhhh! AAAAHHHHHHH!" She screamed out into the room as her body jerked violently up against him in turbulent sexual explosion brought on much too prematurely by the cruel and obscene teasing he had subjected her naked body to.
Her pussy's wild clasping and sucking contractions around his huge pistoning rod of flesh made the desire churn deeper in his loins and he too could suddenly feel the jerking spasms of his animal passion burst forth like a shotgun blast and spew deep up into her milking vagina.
"UUUUNNNNGGGHHHHH!" he grunted as he ground out his orgasm harder and harder with each powerful thrust, emptying the whole of his hot, milk-white sperm deep, deep down into the young girl's quivering white belly.
Marsha moaned and twisted beneath his pounding pelvis, helpless in her own climax, until it seemed to her she would burst from the pressure of his spurting semen. Then, with a last soul-rending grunt, he finished.
"You're a wild little piece of ass, baby," he breathed out as though it were a compliment she should enjoy hearing. "Yeah, I ain't had a pussy snap at me so hungrily in months. I don't know what they teach you young cunts in school but I'm sure as hell all for sex education!"
He laughed at his own joke and pulled his wetly glistening prick out of her still-clenching young pussy. She gave a little groan of frustration as it came out with a loud plop.
"Oh, God, it isn't over already, is it?" she complained in a whining voice that was filled with renewed desire. "The others won't be back in until I call them. Can't we fuck some more?"
The older man's face wore a look of wonder and amazement as he looked down first at the lovely young sex-crazed girl and then at his white, snake-like penis lying flabby and soft at his thigh. The combined male and female juices lay on it heavily and he wondered if he could fuck again so soon after emptying his hot load up into the luscious girl's quivering pussy.
His eyes brightened as she reached down and began to run her slender fingers over the thick shaft, sending a message through her finger-tips that she wanted more and more of the wonderful male flesh stabbing into her cruelly.
"Jesus, baby, I don't know...." he began, then paused as he felt a sudden hardening in the massive shaft and a warmth spreading through his groin.
Before he could reply further, the lovely girl's head was poised just over the huge purplish knobhead and her scarlet lips were opening slowly. With a lazy movement she brought the warm saliva-filled cavity down over the now throbbing head of his cock and sucked it greedily into her waiting mouth.
The man quickly thrust up and his tremendous prick slid easily into the heated orifice, sliding past the velvety inner flesh to rest brutally against the back of her throat. Her lips contracted tightly, sending shivers of wanton joy surging through his middle-aged body as she began a sensuous, maddening rhythm of her tiny mouth up and down the erect column of hot male flesh while her tongue began to wrap itself around the huge shaft.
Her dark hair flying around her shoulders, Marsha closed her eyes tightly and reached down to take the man's lust-swollen balls in her fingers and lovingly massage them. For her, time was no longer relevant-her future was in the heated male organ that filled her mouth and her mind with insane desire.
She barely heard his growing moans of pleasure as her fingers milked the white-hot male sperm from his swollen balls and sent it racing through his cock toward her hungrily devouring mouth.
Suddenly she knew with a frightening certainty that she would never have another moment free of sexual desire. She had looked for love with Billy, searched for love and ended up with an even more desperate need, one that could never be fully satisfied. She could share love with her handsome brother, but her body belonged to as many men who wanted her and that could never be changed.
She had discovered the horrible truth about herself in the head of a middle-aged stranger's cock.