Chapter 11
Ann made her way carefully over the beach, stepping around the dozens of tanned bathers sprawled out in the bright sunshine. She squinted. Should have brought my sunglasses, she thought. Suddenly, she stopped abruptly, looking at a lineup of bare feet and legs that were blocking her path to the rental shed.
She looked up and caught her breath. There were three husky dudes and a big-titted redheaded chick blocking her way. In the middle of the line of grinning kids was the blonde giant she had been teasing while she showed off, fucking Skip.
"Hi," he grinned. "How about having a cool coke with me and my friends in the Beach Shack over there. After that workout we watched, you could stand some refreshment."
Ann knew damn well he didn't care if she was thirsty as a camel. The way he rubbed his crotch and grinned made her stomach churn with nervous excitement. Her cum-slick cunt began to glow like a broken fountain.
She smiled, moving to walk around the group. "Thanks anyway." She fished in her mind for a logical excuse to get away. This was one big fucker she didn't want to get pissed off at her. His long arms and thick legs rippled with muscles. He looked exactly like the guy who kicks sand in the face of the skinny coward, in the ads for muscle building. "Our rent time is up on this junk Skip's carrying."
He grabbed her arm. His voice was low and mean, even though he kept a smile on his face.
"You got no choice, you hot fucker. Think I'm gonna let a sweet piece of ass like you just walk off this damn beach?"
Skip came puffing up in back of Ann, loaded down with umbrellas and chairs and towels.
"What's up?" he wheezed.
Ann smiled at him. "We've been invited to have a drink with these guys. And Red, here."
Skip stared at the huge tits on the freckle-dusted, blue-eyed redhead. He could see every damn thing she had! He gulped. The chick had a home-made bikini on. She must have knitted it herself. It was like a damn fishnet! Her pink nipples poked out and her flaming-red bush of cunt hair frizzed right out through the loose weave of her bottoms.
"Well, all right!" he grinned.
Ann muttered, "You jerk!" under her breath, but she didn't want to tip him off about what she was damn sure was going to happen. He'd panic! He'd pee right down his leg. Let him think he was just going to have a Coke and get to stare at a practically naked chick.
The blonde muscle-boy gripped Ann's arm so tightly he left fingerprints on her flesh. The group trooped into the dark coolness of the Beach Shack and filled up one of the back booths.
The second their asses hit the wood benches, Ann's hand was shoved under the giant's trunks. Her fingers closed around a cock that made her think she was holding Skip's wrist! She swallowed hard, picturing that monster prick ripping into her cunt. Her knees came together, even though her fingers tugged his immense cock out of his thin trunks.
She sipped her Coke with one hand, the other one jacking him under the table.
"That's more like it," he grinned. "Why do you play around with children?" he asked, nodding at Skip who was almost pouring his drink in his ear, goggling at the pert redhead's tits.
"He does all right," Ann said coolly. "You watched him."
She marveled at how steady her voice was. She was so scared, she was afraid she'd pee all over her lap! This brute was going to fuck her! She bet all the money in her cookie jar that his three buddies would be standing in line with their stiff cocks at the ready. Mentally she shrugged. If rape is inevitable, relax and enjoy it, she had heard one of her girlfriends say. She wondered how Skip was going to take it, when he saw her under Mr. Muscles. He'd shit a huge brick!
"All of you guys are going to fuck me?"
He grinned. "You sure are a cool chick. You got it, honey. We'll go to my van. Red can keep your little boy happy while we have some fun."
Ann leaned back. She peered at the thick cock in her hand, in the darkness under the table. Her clit promply swelled and began its familiar itching. She looked at the wide grins on the faces of Muscle's buddies. She managed a faint smile. This was going to be rough! But for once, she was going to get enough fucking to last her until-tomorrow night? There wasn't a thing she could do to avoid the gang-bang that had been set up. Not one fucking thing. Relax, she told herself.
Skip spilled his coke. His face turned as red as the young chick's hair, sitting next to him. His cock was swelling under the warm hand that had suddenly plunged down into his trunks.
"I want some of this," Red whispered in his ear. "I watched you fuck, out there. You turn me on, honey. You can do anything you want to with me!"
Skip gulped his drink. He had been right! His fantasy was coming true' And he hadn't even gotten off the damn beach! She was the first of hundreds of hot-cunted females who were going to pursue him. His chest swelled. So did his cock. He was ready to follow her anywhere. Just don't take your hand away, honey, he thought. Please!
Muscles jammed his cock under his trunks. "Let's go to my van. Got some wine and some really good grass. Okay, buddy?" he asked Skip.
The boy stood up like he'd been goosed. He hastily shoved his hard cock out of sight and grabbed Red's hand. He was out of the Beach Shack almost before Ann got to her feet.
The giant shoved the door of his van open and boosted Ann inside. He wasn't rough. Just very firm. His three buddies tumbled in and pushed her down to the thick rug that carpeted the floor of the van. The whole place was a fuck pad. There wasn't one stick of furniture. No stereo. No bar. Nothing. Just one helluva lot of padding and rug.
Ann glanced up at the wide front seat to see Skip falling on Red like a man going down an elevator shaft. She heard Red's high giggle and Skip muttering, "Jesus! Jesus! Jesus!" Ann bet he had his cock sliding in her cunt-right through her fishnet bikini!
Muscles slid the van door shut. He shucked his trunks down his legs. Ann's eyes widened. He was hung like a damn donkey! Her eyes flicked around the van at his hot friends ripping their suits off. Just average, she thought. Built like Skip. The blonde was the one who was going to make her cunt sore. His cock swung back and forth like a club while he fished in a beach bag and came up with a bottle of cheap wine and a tin of grass.
Ann lay waiting. Shit! Even though his buddies had hard-ons, they were waiting for the boss to make his move.
Her nipples were hard as stones. Her clit itched, rubbing against her bikini bottom. She was ready to be fucked, and this asshole was slowly and carefully rolling a bunch of joints for himself.
Ann figured he was all muscles and no brains. But she wasn't in the fucking van to enjoy good conversation! She lay impatiently waiting while she listened to the front seat springs squeaking-and Skip panting like he was running the mile in thirty seconds!
"Let's get this show on the road," Ann said huskily. The heavy breathing of the redhead pissed her off. That bitch was getting what she wanted, while knucklehead sat rolling his damn joints!
"Relax, baby," he grinned, flipping his long cock at her. "When you get this in your cunt, you'll light up like a fucking searchlight."
He solemnly passed the wine bottle around to his buddies. He lit up a joint and leaned back against the van wall, scratching his balls.
"Jesus Christ!" Ann muttered to herself in disgust. She suddenly came up on her knees and flung herself at the kid. swilling the wine. Her mouth closed over his cock. He choked and flicked a nervous glance at the leader. Muscles grinned and nodded.
Instantly, Ann felt another hard cock shoving her bikini bottom aside and ripping into her slick pussy. She grunted, biting down hard on the stiff tool in her mouth. Her hand reached out for the third kid who shuffled up to her on his knees.
Ann's hand grabbed for his ankle. She jerked him down and motioned for him to sit next to the excited kid she was sucking off. Her quick hands pulled their cocks close together. She opened wide and rammed both their cocks into her mouth. Her knees spread, letting the boy behind her fuck into her cunt up to his balls.
Muscles grinned, his teeth flashing in the semi-gloom of the closed van. He crossed his ankles, stretching his legs out, and dragged on the joint while he stroked his hard cock.
"I figured you were a party girl," he told Ann. "A fucking show-off, too. When I finish this grass, I'll let you enjoy a real cock."
Ann was red-hot. The moment she'd gotten a hard cock in her pussy and her mouth down on two jerking pricks, she had dismissed the stupid blonde from her mind. She sucked greedily, pumping her hands up and down on the huge fistful of cock-meat. The two stiff cocks stretched her jaws. But she was so turned on and eager to swallow two loads of cum that she was determined to make them shoot before her jaw cramped!
The kid fucking her cunt from behind had a thick stubby prick that did nothing for Ann. He punched like a rabbit. She felt he would come first. He was so uncoordinated that she couldn't get any rhythm working. She let her pussy-muscles grow lax. Save your strength, she told herself. The big cock will be in you in the next minute or two!
With no warning at all, both cocks in her mouth blasted off like the kids had their cum-circuits wired together. The huge loads they shot made Ann choke and gag. Both of them were so charged, they were ready to shoot the split-second Ann's mouth slid down on their stiff pricks. They kept pumping cum and pumping and gasping. Ann couldn't swallow fast enough. Their hot cum ran out of her mouth down over their jerking pricks.
The kids faded so fast, Ann shoved them back, disgusted. She liked a cock to stay up and throb in her mouth, after it came. She loved to feel it twitching while she licked every drop of cum off the shaft. These would-be studs belonged in kindergarten!
She whirled around on her knees. Her hands grabbed for the blonde giant's cock. He grunted with surprise and whipped his hand around her neck and jammed her mouth down over his hard-On. Ann gagged and angrily jerked her head up. This son of a bitch must have ten inches, she thought. Her fingers squeezed him as hard as she could. She jacked him furiously with both hands, chewing on his cock-head. He grinned and chug-a-lugged the wine.
The rabbit-fucker scooted on his knees, going after the pussy he'd lost when Ann turned around. He slammed his stubby cock into her cunt and started punching, again.
Ann lifted her head. "Get that dumb fucker away from me," she snarled. "I want your cock up my cunt. I need a real man!"
He put the wine bottle down and flashed her an I-knew-it smile. "Fuck off, Buster," he rasped at Rabbit Man.
Ann rolled over on her back, ripping her bikini off. She lifted her knees and held herself wide-open.
"Shove that fucker in me!" she panted.
He fell on her like a ton of bricks. She felt her cunt stretch. She grunted. It was like having a baseball bat rammed up her pussy! She had never had such a cuntful of hard cock-meat!
"Oh, shit," she gasped. "You're gonna split me in two!"
She raised her head, staring at her cunt-lips folding as he rammed his chunk of prick-meat in and out of her pussy. She fell back, opening her mouth to gasp out her pain as her cunt tried to take his salami-sized cock up inside it.
She never let out a peep. She had no chance. Rabbit Man grabbed her head and forced his stubby cock into her mouth. She tasted her own salty cunt-sauce on his prick. Her mind flipped back to the night she had gone down on Jane. She began to make sexy little rumblings in her throat. Her hips began to work. Her cunt opened more. She felt his big cock hitting the very bottom of her clenching pussy-tunnel.
Ann sucked like a madwoman on Rabbit Man. She wanted more cum! Instead of a real fuck-fest, this gang-bang was as exciting to her as visiting a cemetery. The giant fucked like a mechanical man. He was so big, he hurt her pussy. But even the pain didn't really get to her. She wanted to feel new sensations. To do new things. That's the only reason she let herself be led into this stinking van!
She shoved the kid away who was jabbing his cock in her mouth. She stiff-armed the blonde away. He grunted like a pig.
"Someone should teach you bastards how to fuck," she ripped out. "Lie down, you muscle-bound asshole! I'm gonna get on top of you. And you, you short-peckered jerk! I want you to fuck me up my ass! Move! Come alive!"
"I'll be damned," the blonde guy grinned. "You're hotter than I thought you'd be. Do what she says, shithead!"
Ann sat down on the giant cock. She groaned but kept humping until she had all of him in her hot pussy. She leaned over, gripping the giant waist with her legs.
"Ram that prick up my ass," she yelled at the excited kid.
He jabbed all over her asscheeks before he got his stubby cock up her asshole. Ann brought her left knee up. She swung her ass back and forth, riding the big cock and forcing every inch of Rabbit Man up her hot asshole.
"This is more like it," she panted. "Fuck me! Shove that prick in my ass harder, you baby stud. Harder, I tell you!"
Mr. Muscles suddenly came alive. His strong fingers gripped her waist. He lurched up, sinking his ten-inch cock up to his balls in her slick pussy. He could feel the stubby cock punching into Ann's asshole. He heaved under her, finally hitting a rhythm Ann could match with her swinging hips.
"Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" she panted. The van began to rock on its springs. Skip raised his head and stared for a long second at Ann getting fucked up her ass and riding a huge red cock. He looked at two guys whacking their pricks and puffing on glowing joints.
"don't stop, baby," the redhead in the front seat whined. "I was just gettin' goin' good."
She jerked Skip down on top of her and crossed her ankles over his back. She flipped her string top over the seat and shoved her hard-nippled tits up to his sweating face. Skip chewed and licked and fucked. His cock churned her cunt-juice into a white froth that bubbled up around his plunging prick.
Rabbit Man suddenly blew his load up Ann's tight asshole. He fell back, cracking his head against the steel wall. Ann lurched forward when another hard cock slid into her cum-filled asshole. This was one who knew how to fuck! He stroked hard, matching his thrusts with Muscle's rhythm.
"Now we got it going," Ann panted. She fell on the giant. He never broke his pace. The new cock up her ass kept pumping steadily. Ann reached out and grabbed a hard prick that appeared in front of her face. She opened wide and let it slip into her mouth.
Three cocks. Three! Ann sucked strongly on the revitalized prick. Her asshole gripped the reaming cock sliding smoothly in and out of her ass-channel. Her cunt took the huge cock-piston fucking it as smooth as silk. But he stretched her so wide, she couldn't make her muscles contract. They seemed to be in shock!
Ann lay heavily on Mr. Muscles. His body was almost as hard as his cock. She sucked dreamily on the stiff hard-on sliding past her teeth. She felt great! Like a big cunt! Her pussy had adjusted to being spread so widely by the monster-prick that churned in and out. Finally, she was getting what she'd come for!
"Nice," she murmured. "I love this!" Her hand pushed the cock in her mouth back a bit. She licked lovingly on the throbbing prick-tip. Ann was coasting. She thrilled to the erotic sensations that raced through her. She tuned in to Skip's rasping panting. For a kid who was cherry just a few days ago, he was turning out to be a better fucker than anyone in this whole gang of beach bums!
Her dreamy, pleasant mood was broken. She felt the cock in her cunt getting harder. Her asshole-fucker felt it too. He panted and grunted, picking up his pace. Ann opened her mouth wide and took every inch of the boy who was mouth-fucking her. She braced herself for the flood of jism she knew was coming!
"I'm gonna shoot, you hot bitch!" Muscles gasped. "Get ready!" Ann tensed. His hips pounded up and down. Her asshole clenched. She brought off her ass-fucker first. Muscles was two hard strokes behind.
The cock in her mouth jerked and spurted a stream of hot cum. Ann swallowed convulsively, draining the boy's cock. He held tight to her head, letting her lick his twitching shaft like she loved to do.
Suddenly, Ann was released. She sat up, wiping the sweat off her tits.
"Gimme that fucking bottle," she demanded. She gulped thirstily. The cheap wine lit a fire in her stomach. Ann handed the empty bottle to Muscles.
"Thanks for nuthin', you fuckers. When you get grown up, look for me. Skip! Get off that bitch! We're goin' home!"
She jerked her bikini up her legs and tied the top behind her back. Not one of the kids said a word. Even Muscles just sat and stared at her getting dressed.
Ann slid the van door open and jumped out. She reached through the window and slapped Skip on his bare ass. "Hey! Let's go. I need a shower-and a boy who knows how to really fuck a chick! That's you, Skip!"
He grinned happily, struggling to get his trunks up his legs and over his rock-hard prick.
Ann grabbed his hand and took off down the street. She was glad to be out of the stinking van and away from a bunch of clods who were just quick-comers. Now, she really appreciated how Skip hung in there and fucked her hot cunt. She thought about her dad. He'd have a stroke if he found out about the van-bang!
She swung aboard the bus and winced when her ass hit the hard seat. Then she grinned. A nice shower. A quick douche. Into the sack with Skip!
She glanced at his face. She saw pride. The kid had grown up in just one hectic afternoon. He looked at her crotch. He stared hard at her tits bouncing as the bus jounced up and down. Skip grinned and grabbed her hand.
"I'm still hot to fuck," he whispered in her ear.
"That makes two of us," Ann smiled.