Chapter 6
Desiree was cute as ever, sitting in the booth of the pizza parlor, surrounded by guys. She had changed out of the revealing cheerleader uniform, but the clothes she had selected really didn't do much more to cover up her astonishing curves.
"What do you expect of me?" she cooed into Rock's ear as his hand slid up between her knees under the table. "Don't! Everyone can see you."
"I don't give a flying fuck who sees," Rock replied, grinning wolfishly. Perhaps only Desiree could find him handsome, but his brutal, over-muscled body and rough ways appealed to her in a way she really couldn't describe. "I want to sink my prick in you again, baby, and I'm gonna!"
Desiree giggled. His hand slid between her thighs, pushing up her dress. When Rock's big mitt reached the point where her stocking stopped and all he had was naked thigh flesh, Desiree felt a shocking sensation in her clit. Pussyjuice started moistening her cuntlips and she knew that she'd give in to this big, clumsy football player. His fingertips were almost at her crotch. If he touched her clit, Desiree knew the struggle would be all over. She'd fuck him right there in the pizza parlor if necessary. But she didn't want to create a scene.
"Stop that now!" Desiree said, her words coming out a bit too loudly, causing other students to look at her and Rock. "Come on, people are looking!"
When Rock grabbed Desiree's hand, pulling her out of the booth, she tried to tell him she had kicked off her shoes and didn't want to walk in her silk stockings. But Rock was in too much of a hurry to wait for anything except the satisfaction he'd feel at sinking his big prick into Desiree's hot, fuckable body.
"Rock, you're terrible!" Desiree tittered, weakly struggling against the defensive end as he pulled her out the back door of the restaurant. When Desiree noticed a crowd of students following her out the door, her heart sank. She knew with crystal clarity that Rock was going to fuck her, or at least make her give him a blow-job, and that she'd have to do it with an audience of her peers around.
Desiree couldn't think of anything more embarrassing and only hoped that Kandi hadn't seen her leaving by way of the back door. Desiree figured Kandi would never approve of such a wanton, open display of lust. Though she was quite well aware of Kandi's burning horniness, she also knew the stunning brunette was a thinker, a planner, and that Kandi wouldn't do anything unless she thought it over beforehand.
Behind the pizza parlor there was only one light to dimly illustrate the area. Desiree tugged against Rock's grip, wanting this whole crazy thing to stop. Beneath her feet she could feel cool, soft grass.
At least I won't ruin my stockings, Desiree thought.
"Okay, Desiree, let's get to it," Rock said. He grabbed a handful of the big-titted cheerleader's short, curly brown hair and pulled hard, forcing Desiree to bend forward at the waist.
"Rock, you're hurting me," Desiree complained, her face pressed against the big stud's crotch.
She could hear the chuckles of the boys surrounding her. Seeing Rock's hand come into view, Desiree felt a shiver of fear and anticipation rip up her spine as Rock jerked down his zipper and produced his big, throbbing prick.
"Don't do this to me!" Desiree squealed as his half-hard prick sprang up in his fist, hitting her dimpled cheek. "Stop it, Rock! I'll-"
Rock's cock pried apart Desiree's lips, the crown of Rock's prick rubbing against the roof of her mouth. The heady flavor of his cockmeat made Desiree's clit harden and pussyjuice seeped out of her cuntslit to be soaked up in her tight panties.
"Ohhhhh! Guys, she gives great blow-jobs," Rock said to his companions as he forced Desiree to accept more of his rubbery column of prickmeat into her luscious mouth.
"Mmmmmft!" Desiree slurped, trying to get his prick out of her mouth. Despite her embarassment, the girl found herself drawing a firm suction on his prick, and she caressed his cockhead expertly with her roving, frisking tongue.
Desiree's big tits swayed inside her dress, unincumbered without a bra, nearly spilling out the top of her low V-neckline. She had no choice but to allow Rock to hold her head steady as he brought his hips back and forth, fucking his big, rock-solid, fleshy fucktool deep into her mouth. She put her hands on his thighs to steady herself as he reamed her lips, stretching her pouting lips and forcing her jaws wide apart.
"Suck me good now, baby," Rock said, entwining the fingers of both hands into Desiree's close-cropped hair. "Or you'll make me angry. And you don't want to make me angry in front of all my friends, do you?"
"Ummmmg! Ummmmft!" Desiree slurped, trying to answer him. She crooned lustfully, losing herself in the satisfaction of giving a succulent blow-job to such a brash, powerfully built young stud.
"Mmmmmmmft!" she slurped, whipping his cockhead with her slick tongue as it jerked back and forth between her lips.
She didn't care anymore if there were people watching her sucking Rock's big prick. She didn't mind her friends watching. And if they later told the whole fucking world about what she was doing, then Desiree would just ask her two brilliant friends, Kandi and April, what to do. They'd know how to handle the situation. They always knew the right things to do.
Desiree took Rock's pulsating prick between her teeth and cheek. The side of her face swelled out, distorting her girlish features, and Desiree loved it. She purred like a kitten, intent on giving Rock's prick only the finest treatment. Nothing was too good for him.
When Desiree felt someone pulling her dress up to expose the lusciously curving cheeks of her ass, she wanted to protest. That, however, was impossible because Rock still had a firm, unyielding hold on her hair. She felt her panties being tugged down past her ass and she spread her legs, preventing the panties from being lowered any farther. Desiree had already been in one gang-rape situation, and she wasn't particularly interested in getting in another one with the entire fucking world watching.
"Come on, Desiree, be good to my buddy," Rock said sarcastically. He thrust his hips for ward, reaming the brunette's luscious mouth. His cockhead slammed against the back of her mouth before jamming down Desiree's throat. She almost choked as the conical head of Rock's fuckstick swelled out her neck, cutting off all air. "Be nice or I'll have to get rough."
Desiree realized the battle was already lost. When his huge cockhead was finally withdrawn from her tortured throat, she inhaled deeply through her nose. A moment later Desiree felt her panties being ripped from her body. The elastic waistband dug into her tender, plump flesh before tearing. The warm evening breeze cooled Desiree's heated pussy and she relaxed some, realizing what was about to happen was inevitable.
"Mmmmmm!" Desiree moaned. She wrapped her hand around the shaft of Rock's prick so he couldn't force her to deep-throat his cock again, keeping her other hand on his thigh for support. As he pistoned his hips, Desiree used her lips to tenderly, succulently knead Rock's steelish cock. Her tongue rubbed his pisshole and Desiree tasted hot, salty jism.
Shifting her weight, Desiree felt a hand pushing her short dress higher up her back, exposing her pale asscheeks in the moonlight.
She felt a little silly being doubled over, having some unknown guy fondling her cunt. But then, as the finger began working gently on her clit, making the pussyjuice ooze more quickly from her fuckhole, she lost interest in the hows and whys of what was happening.
Whether there were six guys surrounding her or sixty, Desiree didn't care. Her tits jiggled and swayed on her chest, pulled downward with gravity. She chewed on Rock's pistoning column of lust-hardened cockmeat as it seesawed between her lips. Her dimpled cheeks were concave, squeezing the sides of Rock's cockshaft as it fucked in long, smooth strokes.
"This chick's a fuckin' animal," Rock said as he held just his pricktip between Desiree's lips for her to nurse on.
The guys were all crowded around Desiree, getting as close to the action as possible. She felt hands squeezing her thighs and rubbing her cunt and asshole. More hands appeared beneath her to squeeze her big, swollen tits. Her nipples were hard little buds of raw flesh that ached to be touched, fondled, caressed.
Whimpering softly with the myriad emotions ripping through her buxom body, Desiree chewed lightly on Rock's prick as it slid deep into her mouth. She sucked on his cock lightly, not interested in gulping down his delicious jism right away. As she gave him a blow-job, she felt the rubbery head of somebody's cock pressing against her dewy cuntlips. Moaning, she scraped her teeth lightly over the veined shank of Rock's fuckpole and pushed back, taking his cockhead into her cuntslit.
"Ohhhhhh!" the boy sighed, grabbing Desiree's firm asscheeks and bracing himself. Once his pricktip was firmly embedded in Desiree's cunt, he thrust his hips forward, fucking her with his throbbing prick.
She felt his fuckpole slicing far into her cunt, forcing her cuntlips wide apart and spreading the inner walls of her pussy. A bubble of saliva formed at the corner of the brunette's ripe mouth as she took Rock's cock deep into her facial fuckhole.
"Suck me, Desiree," Rock urged, feeling the teenager's slick, slithering tongue working on his rigid column of prickmeat. He reamed her luscious, pouting lips with his prick until his cockhead slipped just a little way down her throat.
The excitement rose in Desiree's curvaceous body as she sucked cock and got fucked at the same time. She rocked back and forth, bent over at the waist, keeping a firm grip on Rock's prick so he couldn't choke her with it. As she gave a blow-job, her body swaying, her big, creamy tits rolled on her chest, threatening constantly to spill out the top of her dress. Behind her, she could feel the boy's hands running all over her asscheeks and down her silk-clad thighs, caressing her legs through the stockings.
"Her pussy's so fucking hot!" the boy groaned, running his hand over Desiree's smooth, blue garter belt. He pulled the lacy elastic strap holding her stockings up and let it slap against her thigh. When Desiree jumped a little from the sharp contact, he chuckled and jammed his fuckpole into her juicy pussy at an angle.
Desiree was breathing quickly, her tits billowing out as she gulped in air whenever possible. Hands were all over her body, grabbing and pinching her hard nipples through the bodice of her dress.
Desiree felt Rock's prick flex between her, lips, almost vibrating. She tightened her red, tingling lips around his cockshaft and began using her fist on his prick at the same time, jacking furiously on his cock as he thrust it deep into her mouth. Her lips smashed against the edge of her fist and his pricktip jammed into her throat, but Desiree didn't care and didn't back away. She was thirsty for the pungent eruptions of fuck-cream to blast against her slick, slithering tongue. She wanted to gulp down Rock's salty jets of fuck-cream to show the crude defensive end she could take everything he could throw at her.
"Cunt! Awwwwrrrggghhh!" Rock growled, savagely thrust his hips at Desiree's cute face to impale her with his prick.
His balls pulled up tight between his legs and exploded, sending the jism gushing from his mushroom-tipped cockhead.
Shots of thick, juicy jism flooded Desiree's mouth, making her head spin triumphantly. Cum splattered the roof of her mouth and coated her tongue. More cum shot against her tonsils and she swallowed feverishly to keep from choking. She sucked and swallowed, using her lips, tongue and fist to work all of the jism from the massive boy's big, cum-filled balls. Squirming, swallowing, Desiree drank every last drop of cum Rock had stored in his balls.
She was nursing on Rock's softening prick when Desiree felt fingers digging deep into her ripe, fleshy asscheeks. She was almost knocked forward, and would have toppled if Rock hadn't kept such a firm grip on her hair. The boy fucking her slammed his hips against her ass, impaling her with every last inch of his prick as he unloaded his fuck-cream in the teenager's tight, milking cunt.
"Mmmmmm!" Desiree moaned, savoring the flavor of Rock's cum as she felt her cunt getting deluged with cum that warmed her to her toes.
As Desiree sucked, she wondered if Kandi was around. She really didn't want her friend, who could be a little freaky and wild herself, to be watching. Somehow Desiree knew that Kandi just wouldn't approve of such behavior.