Chapter 1
"Strip her," Ron commanded. Immediately two pairs of hands grabbed her arms. Another pair began pulling at her mod pants, and still another at her blouse. In seconds she stood stark naked in front of the group. Frightened, she did her best not to show it. She held her head high and looked Ron straight in the eye. He smiled a crooked grin, displaying dirty, uneven, teeth.
Janet was not a virgin but this would be her first experience at a gang-fuck. She was the guest of honor. The occasion was her initiation into the 'Hell Raisers', a sort of teenage gang. They were the biggest, and most influential gang at the school, and to become a member was one of the biggest honors any of the kids could have.
Janet was glad now that she wasn't a virgin. The girls had been taunting her all day about tonight. They had recounted to her then-experiences on their first nights. One had almost succeeded in scaring her a little by telling her how long some of the club members' cocks were. Another told her it had taken three days for her cunt to heal after they had finished with it. But she wasn't going to be afraid. They could fuck her till she bled, and still she wouldn't cry uncle.
Ron spoke again. "Let her go!" Turning to her, he pointed at a dirty, stained, mattress in' the middle of the room. "See that?" he said. "Get on it and spread'em," Ron commanded, his voice cold and hard.
Janet laid down on the mattress. As ordered, she spread her legs widely, giving the gaping faces hovering about her a good look. She could feel their eyes on her cunt. It frightened her, but at the same time made her feel hot and excited. But if everything the girls had said was true. She knew she'd get more fucking than she had bargained for before this night was over. That, she knew, was the idea. See how much she could take without chickening out. If she chickened out, she was out. It was as simple as that.
She watched as Ron undid his Levis. He pulled his cock out and Janet sat that it was already hard. The head was gorged with blood. Janet felt her heart begin to race. The time had finally come. As the leader of the gang, Ron had first crack at her. After that, any and all could get as much as they wanted until dawn the next day. If she dared to refuse any one of them anything he asked, the other girls would beat the living shit out of her. The girls had already clued her in on that. She felt a little sick as she thought about some of the things they had described. But she wanted in this club. She wanted it worse than anything else, and this was the only way she could get in. She would go through with it.
Ron approached her, his joy swaying as he walked. Looking down at her, he asked her if she liked to suck cock. She lied that she did. The truth was that she had never sucked cock before in her life. She had been fucked several times, but sucking a cock was something else. She knew because some of the girls had told her that it was sort of an art. She hoped she would be able to fake it through, and that Ron wouldn't be able to tell the difference.
Ron stepped over her chest, then fell to his knees, his cock bobbing violently when he dropped. The head of his prick slapped into Janet's face. He looked down at her, and again grinned his crooked grin. He slowly adjusted himself until his cock was touching her lips, the rubbery tip nudging them.
"Alright, baby," he said, his voice low, almost a whisper "Suck it!"
Janet opened her mouth, and, raising her head slightly, she gobbled the head and three inches of the shaft into her mouth. She slurped loudly as she began sucking it. The saline taste of it was new to her, and she was surprised to find the taste so acute. It wasn't exactly unpleasant, although for some reason she had thought she wouldn't like it. She had never before sucked cock for the simple reason that she had always been afraid that she would not like it. If it hadn't been for her initiation, she probably would have gone through her entire life never tasting one. Now that she had one in her mouth, and a big one at that, she knew that she would also have many more in her lifetime. She actually had begun to enjoy it and had almost forgotten that she had an audience. She had closed her eyes, and was lovingly sucking away at her new-found toy when the spectators began to make comments.
"Look at her go," yelled Sharon, one of her best friends. "I thought she would puke when he shoved it in her mouth. Hell, she loves it." Everyone laughed and started shouting words of encouragement, egging her on to suck faster and harder. Janet did the best she could to please them, but still enjoying herself.
Ron, in the meantime, was enjoying it immensely. One of the things he liked best was having a good blow-job, and that was exactly what Janet was giving him. As the leader of the gang, Ron would frequently exert his power by commanding one of the girls to suck him off. He enjoyed doing it even in public places. More than one member of the uptight generation had been traumatically shocked to witness a girl with long hair, mod clothing, and beads, pull Ron's cock out of his pants and proceed to suck it. When they glared indignantly, he would laugh raucously, then if it was a man, ask him if he would like to have the girl suck him off. If it happened to be a woman, he would invite her to take the girl's place.
By now Janet had grabbed hold of his shaft and holding it firmly, was sucking his cock head frantically. Ron had closed his eyes and was beginning to moan softly, rolling his head from side to side.
"That's it, baby," he murmured. "Suck it good. Drain my come out." Encouraged by Ron's obvious pleasure by what she was doing, Janet increased her efforts. She was anxious now to see what his come would taste like. It didn't take long for her to find out.
Seeing that Ron was about to shoot off, the crowd was by now yelling loudly, cheering both of them on like they were watching a sports contest of some kind. Faster and surer now, Janet was putting the cock in and out of her mouth so that her mouth was almost a blur. She wanted to make Ron come in the worst way now, and wouldn't be satisfied until she discovered the taste of come for herself. The noise of Janet's sucking mingled with the ever-increasing tempo of the shouted words of encouragement from the onlookers.
When the first jet of hot cream splashed into her mouth she almost stopped for a minute. Then, as the rest of his juicy come continued to shoot into her mouth she brushed the head of his dick repeatedly with her tongue, making Ron shout happily. He grabbed her small, taunt, tits, and while joyfully shooting his sperm deep into Janet's throat, squeezed them hard and painfully. The pain became so intense that Janet almost had to cry out, but she managed to endure it, and didn't miss a single stroke.
At last he plunged forward into her mouth one last time, and she felt him stiffen all over. Licking the few remaining drops of his come from the head of his cock, Janet swallowed the last remaining load of hot, creamy man-milk. It was her first experience but certainly not to be her last. In fact, Janet had liked it so much that she. realized she could even become a dedicated cock-sucker, if she kept it up. The thought made her smile inwardly.
Giving them one last, hard squeeze, Ron released her tits and pulled his rapidly-shrinking prick from her mouth. Jane smiled up at him triumphantly, knowing that she had done, a good job. Standing, Ron looked down at her and smiled back, then said, "Well, kid, you sure as hell know how to suck cock. Then, taking hold of his now almost-limber member, he waved it about like a baton, calling for a round of cheers for Janet. The gang members responded with cheers, whistles, clapping and stomped their feet on the floor. Janet exaggeratedly nodded her head in appreciation, first to one side, then the other. She felt good. She had passed the first test with flying colors, and she felt good.
Stepping back from her, Ron gave a sweep of his hand to the others in the room, then said, "Alright, gang, she's all yours. You can fuck the shit out of her from now till dawn. Go to it." Having said that, Ron walked away, a contented expression of satisfaction on his face. He couldn't help thinking that there were certain benefits to being gang leader.
Eagerly, Big Bob, the biggest member of the gang, stepped forward, unzipping his pants as he did so. The look of lust in his eyes almost burned into her body. As he pulled his cock into view, she saw that the term 'Big Bob' wasn't an exaggeration after all. She could see why had been tagged that. He had one of the biggest pricks she had ever seen before in her life, and she couldn't help fearing that it was going to hurt like hell. She even worried for a moment about being able to take it. But she quickly shunted aside any such thoughts. Even if it killed her she would still have to take it. Not only take it, but beg for more. That was the rule.
She remembered that Big Bob had tried to get to her once before, behind the stage in the school auditorium. He had pinned her to the wall, leering at her. She hadn't liked him then, and she didn't like him now. But he was a member of the gang, and as such could do anything he wanted with her. She also remembered that she had cursed him violently, threatening to scream if he didn't let her go. Finally, convinced that she meant what she said, he had let her go. But not before he promised her that she would regret it. That afternoon at school, for instance, he had seen her in the hall. Glaring at her, he had reminder her of the previous incident, then also reminded her that he was a gang member. Sneering, he promised her that he was going to make good on his threat that night. Knowing his reputation, Janet had no doubt he would, so it was with apprehension that she watched him approach her now.
Standing over her and looking down, his face again contorted into a sneer, he growled, "Well, baby, looks like the time has come. Turn over." Janet did as she was told. "Now, spread your legs, and raise that cute little ass of yours," Big Bob ordered. Again Janet obeyed, confused about what he had in mind.
Big Bob dropped to his knees on the mattress behind her. She tried to look back over her shoulder, but couldn't see what it was he planned on doing. But the other members soon caught on to what he had in mind, and screeched their approval.
"Wow!" shouted Karen, a girl who had never been particularly fond of Janet. "He's gonna corn-hole her!"
At the sound of the words, Janet shuddered. This was something she had dreaded, and something she had also never had done before. Sucking cock was one thing. She had even enjoyed it. But getting fucked in the ass was something else again, and she knew that it would hurt like hell. Even more so because of the size of Bib Bob's cock. Janet felt him grasp her by the hips, then felt the head of his big prick touch the crack of her ass. She swallowed hard, feeling her throat dry and scratchy. Well, she sighed to herself. He said he was going to get even, and the son-of-a-bitch sure as hell meant to keep his word.
Pushing his knees up further under her raised hips, Big Bob spread the cheeks of her ass. The brown hole lay bare before him, and he looked at it with eager anticipation. He'd make his bitch rue the day she had teased him along and then left him all hung up. By the time he finished with her asshole, she would think a truck had been driven through it, trailer and all.
His hard cock jutted out in front of him like a battering ram. With great delight he pushed and jabbed the head against the wrinkled hole. He felt her give a start and that egged him on even more. He couldn't help a deep self-satisfied chuckle that came right up out of his stomach. Threaten him, would she? His face contorted, he shoved his cock forward viciously, seeing the big head bury itself into the tender folds of Janet's ass. When she gave a cry of anguish, he only laughed and again plunged forward, burying still more of the shaft into her. Unable to help herself, the girl moved forward, in a feeble attempt to avoid some of the pain and penetration. He merely grabbed her hips firmer and pulled her back to him succeeding in shoving still more of his prick into her. Janet moaned loudly.
With each thrust he made, Janet would utter another yell of pain and another roar of approval would come from the spectators. Knowing that this was what they had come to see, Janet tried hard to keep from hating them. They would enjoy everything that was done to her tonight, and so probably would she once she was a member, and it was some other girl being initiated. But that didn't stop the terrible pains that were rushing through her body by now. The merciless weapon that was being repeatedly forced into her ass would have even hurt her cunt. She began to wish that she hadn't been so mean to Big Bob that long ago afternoon at the school. Maybe then he wouldn't want to hurt her so much. She couldn't help but wonder if he had intended to make her wish she hadn't been to him. Probably! Well, he sure as hell was getting his wish.
But she had been, and he was, so all she could do was tightly close her eyes, and clinch her fists, and hope that the ordeal would soon come to an end. If it didn't soon, she feared that she might be forced to chicken out. The searing pain in her asshole was fast reaching the point where she would no longer be able to bear it. Thinking that if she did try to chicken, the result would simply be that they would hold her down and let Big Bob finish fucking her in the ass anyway, then the girls would kick the hell out of her, and throw her out. Thinking about that made it a bit easier for her to endure the pain. She really didn't have much choice.
As he continued to ram his battering ram-cock deeper and deeper into her ass, Big Bob kept up a running stream of comments, both to her and those watching. "How does it feel, baby?" he laughed, after having plunged into her savagely. Janet could only grunt her answer. "Like it?" he asked, giving another cruel laugh, and again slamming his cock deep into her. This time she couldn't help giving a louder than before yell of agony, and Big Bob said, "Remember that day at school?" Janet remembered. "I want you to think about that right now!"
With that he grabbed hold of her, pulled her back into him as tight as he could, and at the same time rammed his hips forward with all his might. His huge dick sank into her ass right up to the root, getting an almost animal-shriek of pain from Janet in response.
"Auggg!" moaned Janet. "Oohhh, shit up a rope, but that hurts." The crowd laughed lustily, and Janet couldn't help a tear or two coming to her eyes. But when she had felt his big balls slapping against the back of her thighs, and felt his groin pressing up against the cheeks of her burning ass, she knew that at last he had his cock all the way in her. That meant that she wouldn't have to suffer anymore than she already had, and she'd managed to endure it so far. A good thing, too, she thought to herself. She couldn't have taken another inch voluntarily if her fucking life had depended on it, and in this gang it very well just might have.
Buried into her fully, Big Bob began to withdraw and plunge back into her horribly-stretched ass regularly. Although she still moaned out her hurt, Janet bravely kept her position, letting him hammer into her with his big cock to his heart's desire. It would be over soon she kept telling herself. Just a little more. She could already hear his voice becoming thicker, and his breathing deeper as he continued to taunt her. "Hey, Kenny!" Big Bob yelled to one of the onlookers. "You'll have to try this. Some of the best fucking ass I've ever had. Nice and tight, too." Big Bob laughed.
"But it ain't going to be so tight by the time you finish with it," yelled back Kenny, bringing forth another wave of laughter from the rest of the gang.
Giving Janet another vicious lunge," Big Bob replied. "You can bet on that man. You can just bet your sweet ass on that." Again he sent his cock rocketing forward sadistically. Janet groaned, the tears beginning to run down her cheeks.
"Hey, man," someone else called out. You got her crying." A loud cheer went up and the others began shouting. "Give it to her, man."
"Make her chicken out, Daddy!"
"Fuck that ass of hers 'til she cried Uncle!" still others shouted. All the while Janet stoically endured the almost unbearable agony, giving evidence of it only occasionally with a high-pitched moan or groan. Finally she felt him increase the speed with which he was ass-fucking her, and realized that he was on the verge of shooting his come into her. Eager to have this torturous thing out of her ass as soon as possible, she began to help him along by pushing back onto the tool, hoping that by her efforts she could speed up his coming. Big Bob kept throwing his cock into her with a frenzy, his own voice still now as he felt the stirrings within him rising to a boiling point. Janet felt the already-huge dick in her begin to swell still more, and pushed back onto it as hard as she could, holding her breath, hoping that he would hurry and spit his vile sperm into her. Her poor ass felt like it was on fire, and she didn't know how much longer she could stand this torment.
Then Janet felt the first hot juice pouring out into her badly damaged ass, followed by still another and another. Big Bob was sighing deeply now, mumbling over and over again, "Oh, baby, oh, baby!"
Karen, the girl who'd earlier encouraged Big Bob to increase his efforts, shouted, "That's it, Big Daddy! Shoot your come in her. Fuck her good, baby. Tear her ass apart." Big Bob, deep into his climax, didn't need any encouragement at that point, however. He was doing alright all by himself.
Finally Janet felt the last hot spurt of liquid into her wounded hole, and felt Big Bob begin to relax. It was over. She had made it. She took all he had to give, and hadn't chickened out. But there would be still more things to cope with later, she knew, and her respite at having felt his come juices in her ass was only temporary at best. There was still ten members to go, and a lot of them would be coming back for seconds, and some would even want a third time around. There would be absolutely no rest for her until morning, so she might as well get used to the idea, that before she managed to get out of her, every part of her body would probably ache as much as her poor asshole did now.
Seeing that he had finished, the crowd gave him a loud cheer, and then her friend Sharon yelled, "What a way to go, Janet. You took every fucking inch he had to give and fucked him to a standstill. How about it, Bob? Bet you thought she would chicken out on you, didn't you?" Big Bob didn't answer. He merely pulled his finished tool out of her ass, noting with satisfaction that it was covered with dark, brown stains. Standing, he looked down at her again.
Janet, in the meantime, had rolled back onto her back, and looked up at Big Bob defiantly. She noted with satisfaction that, inspite of himself, Big Bob had a look of admiration in his eyes. Janet almost felt warm toward him. Then his mouth twisted into a sneer again and he said, "Yeah, she took it alright." Then he added, "This time." Swaggering away, he called back over his shoulder, "But it's a long time before morning, and I'll be back for more. You can just bet your sweet little ass on that, baby." He finished with a chilling smile.
Janet shuddered again. She knew that he meant what he said. She began to worry if she would be able to do it again. In spite of her outward show of calmness, her rear end hurt like blazes, and it was all she could do to keep from crying out. The thought of having him again shove that giant cock of his up her made her insides flutter. She decided that valor was the better part of honor, and that later in the evening she would try to warm up to him a little bit. Maybe if she convinced him that she had changed her mind about him, he just might change his about corn-holing her again. It was worth a try, anyway. Anything to keep from getting fucked in the ass again by him.
Jimmy, a little squirt of a guy that was kept around by the gang as sort of a mascot was roughly shoved into the middle of the group.
"Okay, kid," one of them yelled. "It's your turn. Let's see what you can do!" Everyone laughed. Jimmy was known for just the opposite reason that Big Bob was. He had one of the smallest pricks any boy could have been cursed with. The only reason he was in the gang in the first place was that many of the girls thought he was cute, and they liked to tease him. So he was kept around. Also, several of the guys had taken a liking to him, and when it had come time for him to pass the cruel test for membership that the boys had to take, they had deliberately taken it easy on him. In fact, except for one thing, they had let the girls give him most of the test and that had consisted for the most part of his eating all the pussy in the club.
Even they had done one painful thing, however. Karen had brought a pair of stretch canvass pants with her. The stretchiest part of them had been the crotch, and the whole thing hadn't been any bigger than a pack of cigarettes when it was dry. Just putting them on was like putting your body in a vice. But they had a refinement. First they soaked them in water, and then made him put them on. Wet, they were very stretchy. But as the canvass dried, it shrank horribly, especially the crotch, and before the night was over, Jimmy's face was contorted in pure agony. The crotch had shrunk so tight that his balls and cock felt like someone had slammed a door on them. When he was at the point where he could no longer stand it, they had made him do twelve knee bends, and each time he went down, one of the girls would step forward for him to kiss her naked pussy. They had trouble getting the damned thing off afterwards, they had shrunk so much.
Jimmy grinned sheepishly. "I guess I'm next," he stammered. Jimmy had always liked Janet. She had been kind to him, and he had hated to see what Big Bob had done to her ass. But he knew that even though the gang liked him, he still had to perform just like everyone else, and if it looked like he was taking it too easy on her, they might get made and do something to him. Because of his small cock he knew that they would jeer him if he tried to fuck her. The only thing he could safely do was let her suck him off. Besides, with one or two exceptions, none of the girls would ever let him fuck them. They said he just didn't have enough meat, and that all it did was tickle them. He was really their mascot, and he always attended all the girls' meetings. One of their favorite games was to make him strip down, and then, while he ate one right after the other, they would make him jack off. It always embarrassed him, but this was the only group of kids that didn't always make fun of him at school, and he needed the attention and friendship they gave him. Also, as a member of the gang, the bigger boys at school would leave him alone, because if they messed with him, the bigger boys of the gang would kick the shit out of them. That was part of the code. If you fought one member, you fought them all. And mascot or not, Jimmy was still a member.
Laughing nervously, the boy said, "You wanna, er, that is, do-will you suck me off?" A roar of laughter erupted from the others in the room, and even Janet had to smile at his timidity. Janet liked Jimmy, too, and wouldn't mind sucking him off. Kathy, more or less Jimmy's sponsor, yelled at him, "You stupid son-of-a-bitch! You're supposed to tell her what to do. Not ask her." This brought forth another wave of raucous laughter. Jimmy again grinned sheepishly, alternately looking at the floor and those gathered around him. "Alright, then, suck me," Jimmy said, trying to instill a little confidence and command into his voice, something he definitely didn't feel.
Smiling up at the boy, Janet nodded her head, and then, trying to help him along, and at the same time bolster his ego, she said, "Your wish is my command, oh, Master!" Everyone laughed, and Janet raised herself to her knees and began undoing the boy's belt and zipper. Once she had his meager instrument out where she could see it, Janet could hardly stifle a laugh herself. It was the smallest thing she had ever seen in her whole life. She could hardly believe that anyone could have been cursed with such an inadequate sex organ. Hell, a girl would be lucky if she even knew she had it in her. Looking up at him again, and feeling a little ashamed that she had laughed at him, she felt a wave of compassion for the unfortunate lad. Realizing that it wasn't his fault that he had such a small little prick, Janet turned her attention to it, doing her best to keep from openly smiling.
Even hard, Jimmy's cock was not any bigger than a cigarette, lit. His balls looked like small marbles. Leaning forward, Janet put her tongue on the marble-sized head and felt him start. The group again laughed, and Janet was relieved to find that at least the boy had feeling in his dong. One of the girls called out, "Be careful, Janet, don't let stud there choke you." The girl doubled up with glee, holding her stomach, she was laughing so hard. Several others joined in.
Jimmy stood there, looking miserable, as he always did when he was forced to expose himself in front of anyone. He still remembered the time Big Bob had gotten drunk and made him suck him off. He had said the reason for it was that maybe if Jimmy had some man-sized come in him, it might help his own cock grow. Some of the girls had tried to talk him out of it, but he was too drunk to listen to reason and the boy had finally had to put the big prick in his mouth and blow him. Afterwards, some of the girls had taken him over to a corner, and they fussed over him like they would a pet dog. One had gone back over to Big Bob and called him everything in the book, finishing with a threat to catch him asleep some night and cut his prick off if he ever did that again. The next day, sober, Big Bob had told the boy he was sorry, and then mussing his hair, had told him to go ahead and take a free poke at him if he wanted to. Jimmy had just hung his head and refused, saying that he really wasn't mad about it. After that, Big Bob had been more than protective over him, and once when some kid in the cafeteria had called Jimmy a name, Big Bob had knocked the other body down. Then, he told him that from then on, if Jimmy was walking down the hallway, the other kid was to give him plenty of room unless he wanted more of the same. He promised that if Jimmy even suggested that the other kid wasn't behaving himself, Big Bob would kick the shit out of him. In spite of what Big Bob had made him do, Jimmy liked him and looked up to him.
Wanting to spare the boy anymore embarrassment than necessary, Janet quickly went to work on his cock, and suck at it as best she had learned how. There was, however, as she had to admit to herself, quite a bit of difference from Ron's cock. Janet felt Jimmy put his hands on her head, and much to her amazement she felt him shoot a thin, feeble stream of come into her mouth almost instantly. Thinking that the others might doubt that he actually had shot off in her mouth, she deliberately let a small amount of the cream flow out of the side of her mouth.
The sight of that caused the group to again let out a loud cheer, and then several of the girls patted Jimmy on the back. "Hurray for tiger," one of them shouted. Blushing profusely, Jimmy quickly stepped back and, pulling his pitiful prick out of her mouth, rapidly put it away. Smiling at him again, she made a great show of having trouble swallowing it and then licking her lips said, "Urn, urn! Good!"
At that, a couple of the girls patted her on the back, and Janet could tell that they had liked the way she handled their mascot, who, incidentally, would soon be her mascot, too.
They all liked the little shrimp, and anyone who was protective toward him immediately won their approval. Janet began feeling much better then. She knew that the others would like her now, and that was a good sign. Even though all members of the club were open to all other members, most of them more or less went steady. Janet hoped that maybe some of the girls might call their boyfriends over to the side and suggest that they take it a little easy on her. She could at least hope, anyway.
Janet, then Sharon, knelt down beside her and handed her a glass full of amber liquid. "Here, kid," she said softly. "Drink this. It's straight whiskey, but drink it all the way down in one gulp. It'll help make things go easier." Janet took the glass from Sharon and doing as she was told, drank the entire glass full in one gulp. The whiskey burned her insides, but as the warmth began to spread, she felt better. She was grateful to Sharon.
Sharon was her best friend, and it was because of her that Janet had been pledged to the club in the first place. You had to have some member recommend you before you could even be eligible to pledge, but once they decided to pledge you, you were on your own. Your friend couldn't help you after that.
Janet had to be a pledge for a week, doing their bidding, carrying their books, running errands, and token other symbols of humility. The most unpleasant thing that had happened during the week had been when she had to expose herself to a guy called the 'creep.' He was the ugliest guy in school, and no one really liked him. It had happened during lunch period one day when the girls were strolling around the campus after eating. One of the girls had spotted the 'creep' sitting under a tree far away from the others.
Turning to Janet, she had ordered the attractive girl to go up to the 'creep', pull up her dress, pull down her panties, and get the creep to feel of her, or at least get a good look. If she didn't succeed, she would have to go to the little store on the corner, buy a cucumber, shove it in her cunt, and walk around for the rest of the day with it in her. Deciding that the 'creep' would be the lesser of two evil, Janet agreed, and headed for him.
When she had approached him, he looked at her questioningly. The other girls were close by so they could watch, but apparently he hadn't noticed them. His pimply face and thick glasses disgusted her, and for a moment she thought about getting the cucumber. Then, taking a deep breath, and glancing carefully around to make sure no one else was watching, she pulled up her dress. The 'creep's' eyes had bulged so far she thought he was going to knock his glasses off. Beginning to enjoy herself a little, Janet had sensuously pulled her thin, pink panties down, exposing her pussy fully to him.
His mouth had dropped open and he looked so silly that she couldn't help laughing out loud. When she had asked him if he would like to touch her cunt, he had merely continued to stare, too dumbstruck to answer. Finally, after she had asked him a second time, knowing that the girls were watching, Janet had reached out and pulled his hand to her cunt. He had felt of it softly, as if it were something hot and strange, which incidentally it had begun to get. For some reason Janet felt herself becoming excited. But in spite of that, Janet turned up her nose when he had actually touched her, and pulled back slightly when he began to poke his finger into it.
Still, the excited sensations that were flowing through her continued, and she was tempted to let him finger-fuck her. But, after taking a much closer look at him, all desire quickly fled from her. Having completed her assignment, and knowing that the girls had witnessed it, she quickly stepped back, adjusted her clothing, then turned and walked away from the 'creep'. When she got to where the girls had been watching, they were all laughing so hard that tears were coming from their eyes, and several were lying on the ground doubled up with glee, holding their sides.
"Did you see his face?" one of them managed to screech. "I thought he was going to faint when you pulled up your dress." With that she collapsed into high-pitched peels of girlish laughter.
"And when you pulled your panties down, I swear he went into shock," another girl managed to gasp, then she, too, began laughing so hard she couldn't talk.
Pleased with herself, Janet began to laugh, too, joining in the merriment as a fully-pledged pledge. After all, she had done everything she was supposed to do, and done it well. All the girls would occasionally cast fleeting glances in the direction of the 'creep.' But, realizing that they had been making fun of him, he was ignoring them completely, pretending to be absorbed in a book.
For the most part, that had been the hardest thing that she had to do during her entire initiation, until tonight. All the rest of the things were silly, simple tasks that were more for effect than anything else. One of the girl members, however, had openly displayed her dislike for Janet, and although Janet had never done anything to her, she would make her do all sorts of crazy things every time she saw her. That was Karen, and for the life of her, Janet couldn't understand the other girls' dislike for her. Absolutely nothing had ever happened between them before to cause it.
That afternoon at school, for example, in the girls' bathroom, she had made Janet strip naked and parade around. Then, with a sinister implication, she had told Janet that she had something special planned for her that night. The way she had said it had made Janet shudder. She could not for the life of her understand why the girl disliked her so much. Several times she had tried to make friends with the girl, but all she ever got in answer was a look of contempt. Knowing that on initiation night everything went, Janet couldn't help worrying about what the girl might have planned.
The initiation was the culmination of pledge week. Everyone in school knew about the gang, and many had tried to pledge it. Most were turned down for one reason or other, and Janet couldn't help feeling pretty good about being accepted as a pledge. She realized that the main reason she had been allowed to pledge was because of Sharon. Sharon was well-liked, and anyone would almost be a cinch to be accepted as a pledge on her recommendation alone. Janet remembered having heard stories about several girls who had tried to pledge and then failed on initiation night. What had happened to them hadn't been a very pretty story, and none of them had ever dared squeal. They had known if they did, they would definitely have gotten in a lot of trouble with the gang. And the gang had a well-earned reputation of not being the kind to get into trouble with.
Janet lived with her aunt, and in order to be available for the whole night, had told her aunt that she was going to spend the night with Sharon, something she actually did more or less regularly. On the other hand, Sharon had told her mother that she was spending the night with Janet. That way both girls were free to do as they damned well pleased for the rest of the night, secure in the knowledge that no one would be asking questions.
As they had come over to the clubhouse that night, Sharon had impressed upon Janet how important it was for her not to chicken out. She explained that the procedure followed in such cases was for the members to hold the pledge down, let whatever was being done be finished, then kick the shit out of them and throw them out. There were never any exception made to that rule, and even Janet's friendship to Sharon would be of no help. Of course, if the rejected pledge were foolhardy enough to talk, well, Sharon would leave that to Janet's own imagination.
Sharon also told her that the person having recommended the pledge got into trouble, too, and had to go through with the rest of the initiation in the place of the pledge. More than one member had endured the ordeal more than the required once because of wrongly believing that a friend would hold up under the things that were required of them. The reason for the rule was simple. The gang only wanted the best for members, and since each pledge had to be recommended by a member in good standing, it would make them all think twice about recommending someone who was not up to the necessary standards. Especially when they knew that they would have to take the pledge's place in the event that the pledge failed.
Janet had promised her friend faithfully that she would not let her down. Reminding Sharon of how important it was to her to become a member, and again thanking her for being her sponsor, the girl solemnly swore that under no circumstances would she break, no matter what happened. Being a member of the club automatically made you one of the elite at school, and since it was the strongest and best club around, it would be more than worth anything she had to go through to make it.
"You are doing great, Janet," Sharon said after the girl had finished swallowing the drink. "I thought for a moment you were going to break when that fucking Bob corn-holed you. So did some of the others. But I'll tell you something, kiddo. The way you took it like a trooper, and then the way you behaved with Jimmy had made you a lot of friends. I heard one of the girls telling her boyfriend to take it easy on you when his time came. And he had better, too, or she'll probably cut his balls off." Laughing at her own joke, Sharon patted her friend on the shoulder, then rose. Winking at Janet, she turned and walked away.
Janet felt good. The whiskey was warming her thoroughly, and what Sharon had reported made her feel even stronger. She had known that everyone there felt she was doing a good job. They all knew that getting corn-holed by someone hung Big Bob was no easy thing to take. Even though they had applauded him for doing it, they were still secretly rooting for Janet. What Sharon had reported overhearing even lifted the girls spirits more. Everything was working out just right. If she could just manage to hold on, she had it made.
"Hey," one of the boys yelled, "what the fuck is this? An initiation or a sewing bee? I want a crack at some of that pussy too, you know." Several general shouts of agreement were heard, and the group once more began to assemble around Janet. Preparing herself for what was to come, Janet looked up at them, and did her best to smile. It came across with more sincerity than she really felt.
The first person Janet saw was Don. He was smiling at her, and she was glad that he would be the first one to have a go at her now.
Don was both good-looking and popular. He had made his letter in almost all the sports offered at the school, and was considered by any standards as a choice date. Janet had dated him before, when she had first come to the school. Even then Janet had wanted to be in the club, and knew that dating some of the boys in it wouldn't exactly do her any harm. Not, that was, if she made them happy.
Janet remembered the first date they had together. When he had driven up to Harper's Point, a favorite necking place for the kids, she had known exactly what he wanted from her. She also knew that if she didn't put out for him, he would spread the word around to the other guys, and after that she wouldn't even be able to buy a date. Besides, Janet had already lost her cherry more than a year before, and she was looking forward to feeling him fuck her. So, when he had reached for her as soon as he had killed the motor, she had gone along. After a lot of heavy petting, including Don putting his hand up under her skirt and finger-fucking her, they had moved to the back seat. When Don had opened his fly and pulled his cock out, Janet had willingly reached for it. It was just the right size, not too big, not too small. Just the right size to let her hot little cunt know she was being fucked, and fucked well.
Even though Janet had been fucked before, she couldn't help worrying about how she would react to being fucked repeatedly, plus whatever else would happen to her, in front of a lot of people. Now that some of her initial nervousness had worn off, she felt herself relaxing. In fact, remember the wonderful way Don always fucked her, she even become hot. Don always succeeded in making her come like crazy when he fucked her, and Janet looked forward to it. She hoped he would fuck her pussy. He did.
"Alright, Janet," Don said, still grinning at her. "Let's show these clowns what a really good fuck looks like. Lie back and open that pretty pussy, baby, 'cause Daddy's got a hard-on." He opened his fly and pulled his prick into sight to prove that he was telling the truth. At the sight of his erect cock, Janet again felt the warmth growing inside of her. Eagerly, she lay back and opened her legs wide. Holding her arms up to him, she said, "Anything you say, lover. I was beginning to wonder if anyone in this club knew how to fuck a girl the right way." Everyone laughed at her obvious reference to having been corn-holed and made to suck cock, but not getting fucked thus far in her initiation. The mood of the members were jovial, and Janet couldn't help feeling that she was over halfway home.
Swiftly, Don lay down on top of Janet. Holding his tool in his hand, he nudged her open pussy with its rubbery tip. Looking over his shoulder, Janet could see that several people were squatting down watching him shove it in her. Knowing that she was being closely watched while a boy shoved his meat into her pussy made Janet even hotter. She willingly pushed her hips forward to receive him. It only took three hard pushes before it was all the way in her. Feeling his groin pressing against hers, Janet closed her eyes and sighed heavily. The feeling of having a hard prick in her cunt made her forget all about the pain she still vaguely felt in her asshole.
Don began to fuck her slowly at first, but when Janet showed such obvious pleasure at what he was doing, he increased the speed and firmness with which he threw his cock into her hot, moist cunt. It made him even more excited as she kept helping him by throwing her ass up to meet each downward thrust he made, at the same time telling him how good it felt. In between she moaned loudly, throwing her arms about him tightly.
Don had always enjoyed fucking Janet, ever since the first time. She was a hot little piece, and she really dug getting her ashes hauled. He had dated her several times after that first night at Harper's Point, and had been genuinely pleased to hear that she was going to pledge the club. In fact, Don would have recommended her himself, except for the club ruling that boys had to recommend boys, and girls only girls, even though the entire membership had to vote on pledging someone. When it had come up to a vote at the last meeting, Don had been one of those who had spoken in her behalf, strongly recommending that she be pledged. Some of the other guys had teased him about not being able to get into Janet's box unless he did it. Don had only smiled back and advised them that they would be getting one of the best fucks they had ever had if Janet was allowed to be initiated.
The only opposition to Janet's pledging had come from Karen. Don didn't know what the girl had against Janet, but once the vote had been taken, Janet was in. He had tried to find out later what Karen had against Janet, but all the girl would say was that she just didn't like her. Don had let it go at that, figuring that nothing else could be done.
Don felt his cock being systematically milked by the tight cunt muscles. This was one of the things he liked about fucking Janet. She knew how. He knew that she had not been a virgin when he had first fucked her but her cunt had been tight and small. Don had liked the way Janet made a guy feel like he was really giving it to her good. He didn't know anyone else who could fuck like that. Also, he didn't know anyone else who had fucked her, although he was sure some of the other guys had, so he couldn't tell if she acted this way with everyone, or just with him. Either way, he liked it, and was having a ball.
Janet was clinging to him fiercely now, her nails digging into his back through his tight shirt. She was getting ready to come. Don knew, because she always did that just before she spurted out. Then, when she wrapped her legs tightly around his waist, tightening them more and more with each stroke of his cock deep inside her, he put his hands around her cute little butt and squeezed. Answering by tightening her cunt muscles and teasing his dick deliciously, Janet whispered in his ear that she was on the verge of exploding. With that she began throwing herself up to meet him with such a savagery that he felt his own orgasm coming closer to reality than he had thought it to be. There was no doubt about it. Janet was one hell of a hot piece of ass.