Chapter 7
"Unh ... oh, Billy unh ... harder, Billy, fuck me ... unh ... unh ... "
The groans were loud enough to be heard throughout the warehouse. It was an ancient, dilapidated cement and wood building in the city's industrial district, dirty and crime-ridden, the worst end of town.
In its day, the warehouse had seen service as a garage, a supermarket clearinghouse and, unsuccessfully, as a restaurant catering to tourists. But the warehouse was very old now, on the verge of being demolished, and even cutting the rent drastically had failed to garner quality tenants. For the time being, the warehouse was the official headquarters of the Freeway Dreamer Motorcycle Club.
"Oh, Billy, that's so good! Unhhh! Fuck me deep, Billy! Make me cum! Unh! Harder! Unh ... "
A dozen menacing Harley-Davidsons stood beneath the pitted, graffiti-littered wall of the warehouse. Inside there were easy chairs, a cache of weapons, a refrigerator, a makeshift toilet, various strange odds and items culled from junkyards around the city.
Two or three burly bikers slept soundly in the easy chairs. A mattress had been pulled into the farthest, dimmest corner of the warehouse. On it, Nancy and her boyfriend Billy, the treasurer of the club, were fucking furiously in the doggie position. Neither cared if Nancy's moans and whimpers awakened the bikers.
"In my cunt, Billy!" Nancy cried. "Unh! Deeper, all the way up my pussy! Unh! Oh, Billy! I love the way you fuck me! Harder, make me cum!"
It was hard to believe that Billy was thirty-five years old. Everything in his appearance, from his inebriated grin to his necklace, to his tattered denim clothes, gave the impression of a teenager with a larger-than-average chip on his shoulder. But Billy's hairline was receding noticeably, and age lines crisscrossed his weather-beaten face. It wouldn't be long before he had trouble continuing his career as a young, carefree biker.
Billy wasn't thinking about this now. His pants were down to his ankles, revealing his lean, hairy ass and the shaft of his hugely thick cock. Sweating and grunting, he knelt behind Nancy's jiggling ass cheeks, rhythmically thrusting his dick into the silky, clasping wetness of Nancy's pussy.
Unlike Billy, Nancy looked as young as she was. She had already flowered into the mouthwatering beauty Frank and Alice had anticipated since she reached puberty.
Nancy's hair was long and brown and thick, cascading to the small of her slender back. Her face, with its soft, plump cheeks and innocent big eyes, made her look even younger than her age.
Nancy was a petite girl, standing no more than five-foot-three. But her size was no indication of her figure. Nancy was incredibly voluptuous. Her tits were firm and round and fat nippled, nearly as large as those of her taller, older sister Carol. Men had been known to get huge, instantaneous hard-ons from watching her ass as she moved down the street. Without a doubt, Nancy was the prettiest mascot the Freeway Dreamers had ever had.
Deep down inside, Nancy knew she was too pretty and too bright to be hanging around with a motorcycle gang. She knew that her parents' separation had upset her, that running away from home had upset her even more, that she hadn't acted rationally since she'd walked out the door. She also knew that Billy was basically a bum who mistreated her horribly, and she had promised herself many times that she would leave him when the first opportunity presented itself.
But now, like Billy, Nancy wasn't thinking about her problems. She knelt on her hands and knees on the dirty mattress, resting her cheek on her folded forearms, moaning with pleasure as Billy rammed his throbbing dick deeper into the hairy slit of her teenage cunt.
That was easily the best thing about Billy. As cruel and as stupid as he was, as often as he abused her, he was the best fuck a girl could ask for. Rare was the day that he didn't hump her three times before the sun went down.
"Do you like that?" Billy asked. He grinned satanically behind his whiskers and moved his hands up Nancy's naked body. Roughly he grabbed her tits and milked them savagely, pinching the nipples hard enough to draw blood. "You like getting your tits played with, huh? You like the way I fuck you!"
"Oh yes, Billy, do it harder!" Nancy squealed. She humped her little ass back into him with blinding speed, feeling her cheeks jiggle as they slapped sweatily against his undulating stomach. "Fuck me, Billy, unh, unh, fuck meeee! I'm gonna cum!"
Riding up on Nancy's naked body, Billy changed the angle of his big prick as it speared down into her silky haired fuck hole. Then he began to fuck her as hard as he could. Grunting loudly, squeezing her hanging tits, he pounded his throbbing hard-on into her pussy in a fever of lust.
"Cumming, Billy!" Nancy cried. Flushing, she bit her forearms as the delicious spasms flooded her cunt with juice. "Ungggghhh fuck me now! Harder, harder - I'm cuuummmmiiinnng ... "
When Nancy recovered from her cum, the first thing she heard was Billy swearing vehemently behind her. His dick still throbbed stiffly in the clinging tunnel of her pussy.
"You bitch!" Billy shouted. "Fucking cunt bitch! I didn't get a chance to blow my wad!"
"I'm sorry, Billy," Nancy whimpered. It was part of Billy's chauvinistic credo that any woman he fucked should make his cock spurt before enjoying her own cum. "I just got carried away. I promise, next time ... "
"Fucking cunt bitch!"
Billy pulled his enormous, cum-drooling prick from the dark-haired slit of her pussy. As Nancy squealed helplessly, he pushed her flat on her stomach and spread the cheeks of her milk-white ass, exposing the puckered ring of her pink little asshole.
"No, Billy, please!" Nancy sobbed. But she made no attempt to resist him, knowing that that would only result in a horrible beating. "Not in my asshole! I'll give you a blow job! I promise! Don't fuck my ass, I hate it when you do it there!"
"I'll teach you, you cunt!" Grinning ferociously, Billy positioned himself on top of her and fit the knob of his prick into the rubbery ring of her asshole. "You say you don't like it? You love it when I fuck you ass! You just love it!"
"But it hurts, Billy, pleeease ... "
Bill rammed his hips brutally down, burying over half of his throbbing cock into the tight, sucking sheath of her asshole.
Immediately, the pain was so bad that Nancy thought she would pass out. Her asshole muscles tore as they separated around the invading thickness of his cock. A deep, throbbing pain bored into the root of her body, until Nancy thought she wouldn't be able to stop herself from screaming.
"You bastard!" she sobbed. Desperately she tried to pull away from him, unable to stand the heat that ravaged her asshole. "I hate you! Take it out!"
"You lie still!" Billy commanded. "Or I'll whip you! I swear, I'll tan your sweet hide!"
Whimpering miserably, Nancy forced herself to lie motionless beneath him. Billy groaned with pleasure, feeling her strong asshole muscles sucking convulsively around the blue-veined shaft of his prick.
Slowly, Billy moved his arms up Nancy's small naked body. Returning his hands to her big tits, he squeezed them hard and smiled lewdly as he realized that her nipples were still crinkled and stiff. Nancy had to be hornier than she was acting.
Billy pulled a fraction of his cock shaft out of her burning asshole. Furiously, he pounded it back in again, getting more of his prick buried in her rubbery tunnel.
Then he began to heave violently on top of her, milking her tits, ignoring her frenzied pleas, ramming more and more of his dick between her jiggling ass cheeks with every stroke.
"Awww, Billy, please!" Nancy cried. The pain coursed continually through her body. She felt as if she were being impaled on a white-hot sword. "Don't fuck me like this! You're hurting me!"
Finally Billy had every inch of his enormous hard-on engulfed in Nancy's asshole. He lay motionless on top of her for a long time. Her ass muscles squeezed and tugged tightly around his aching prick, and, in a way, Billy preferred the sensations to actually fucking her. Sometimes he thought he could let Nancy's asshole suck the cum out of his dick by itself, without his ever having to move a muscle.
Billy started fucking her. He reared back his hips and began the familiar, frantic, rhythmic motions of his ass, relentlessly hammering his cock again and again into her helpless body.
"You like it now, bitch?" he whispered. Harder and harder he fucked her, reaming out her puckered asshole with every brutal stroke of his blood-swollen cock. "Say you like it! Say how much you dig it when I fuck your little ass!"
A blush of shame spread through Nancy's cherubic cheeks. Deep down inside, she knew she was beginning to get off on Billy's ass fucking.
Her nipples were tingling as Billy rubbed them. Her pussy was even wetter than it had been when he was cunt-fucking her, oozing her reeking juices down the insides of her thighs.
Why did she get so turned on when he raped her? Nancy wondered miserably. Sometimes she felt like Billy's slave.
"You want it harder, cunt?" Billy demanded. He intensified the rhythm of his ass fucking, managing to sink his throbbing meat even deeper into the clinging inferno of her asshole. "Maybe that'll make you beg for more."
"Awwwnnhhhh," Nancy whimpered. As best she could, she struggled to restrain her growing passion a minute longer. She couldn't give in to Billy so easily. He was just using her like a dog. She couldn't ...
But the pleasure was too much. All the pain had vanished from her asshole, displaced by a delicious throbbing heat that seemed to fill Nancy's whole body with lust. She wanted Billy to fuck her asshole now. Every bit as hard as he could.
"Fuck me!" Nancy squealed. Giving in suddenly, she began to piston her flushed ass cheeks feverishly on his stabbing prick. "Oh, Billy! I'm so horny now! Fuck me, darling, unh-unh, fuck my asshole!"
"You do like it now, don't you?" Billy said teasingly. "Yeah! Just like a slut!"
"Fuck me!" Nancy thrashed and writhed on the mattress, begging wantonly for the satisfying length of her lover's cock. "Harder, Billy, fuck my asshole hard! Oh God, I'm gonna cum again! Ungggghhh - keep fucking meeeee!"
Grunting and panting, Billy hammered his dick into her sore little asshole as hard as he could. Nancy clawed the mattress and shrieked in ecstasy as he hammered her butt up to meet the rhythm of his humping. Already she could feel the spasms burning again through the aching pink slit of her pussy, her clit tingling as her body prepared for its second cum.
"Go ahead and cum, you bitch," Billy grunted. "Go ahead, I won't hurt you. I want to see you cum all over my dick. Then you can suck me off!"
Nancy blushed at her lover's cruel words. But, for some reason, being abused like this only made her hornier. Consciously, Nancy tightened her asshole ring, forcing the tight, muscled pink sphincter to suck exquisitely around the shaft of Billy's throbbing cock.
"Ahhhh," Billy sighed. Nancy felt his hairy balls tightening against her ass cheeks. His huge prick was jerking and twitching deep inside her hole. He was close to cumming too. "Play with yourself," he muttered. "Go ahead, Nancy. You know you want to. Finger your pussy!"
Shuddering, Nancy pushed her hands under her torso and ran her fingers through the thick, fleecy curls over her pussy. Her silky cunt hairs were moist with her desire, and the pink slit of her fuck hole was drowned with the flow of her juices.
Shamelessly, Nancy thrust two fingers into her clasping pussy and began to pump them in and out. She rolled her stiff clit under her thumb, harder and faster as Billy packed his dick into her burning asshole, jacking herself off.
"I'm cumming, Billy!" she cried. The spasms exploded deep inside her body. Nancy rocked off the mattress, desperately trying to get more of Billy's massive hard-on into the depths of her asshole. "Unh! Fuck my asshole! Harder, harder, cuuummmmiiinnng ... "
Billy collapsed on top of Nancy, burying his prick to the root in her ravaged asshole, keeping it all the way in while she bucked and shrieked and came. Finally, Nancy sighed and stopped humping up beneath him. Wincing, Billy pulled his cock out of her ass tunnel. It was still rock hard and throbbing, coated now with her own reeking ass juices.
"Suck it," Billy demanded. "Come on, Nancy. I told you I was gonna make you give me head. Suck the cum out of my dick."
Dazed, still shaking with the receding force of her cum, Nancy stared at Billy's prick. The long, thick shaft was completely covered with the wetness of her asshole. She couldn't imagine anything more disgusting than taking his cock into her mouth and sucking on it.
"No, please," she whispered, shaking her head. "Please, Billy, at least wash yourself first. Don't make me suck it now ... "
"God damn fucking cunt!"
Billy grabbed Nancy's hair and turned her roughly over on her back, making her shriek as her hair seemed to tear out at the roots. Then he climbed on top of her and sat on the spongy cushion of her big tits. Holding her up by the ears, he jammed his blood-swollen prick against her closed mouth.
"Suck it," he demanded furiously. "When I tell you to give me a blow job, you give me a blow job! I don't give a shit where my cock's been. If you don't start sucking, I'm gonna whip your ass!"
Blushing with shame and humiliation, Nancy opened her mouth. Billy chuckled and rammed nearly half of his swollen cock into the buttery wetness of her throat.
As soon as Nancy closed her lips around his blue-veined cock shaft, she thought she was going to gag. But her fear of being beaten overcame her disgust. She forced her stomach to settle and began to suck, puckering her cheeks and lips around the throbbing length of his cock. "Ohh yes," Billy sighed. He gently began to roll his hips back and forth across her big tits, pumping his cock in and out of her throat. "That's good, baby. That's a good little girl. You just keep on sucking and drink Billy's cum."
Obediently Nancy sucked her own asshole juices off Billy's cock. She rolled her tongue around the heart-shaped knob of his prick, making his cum slit twitch open as she slipped her tongue into it like a slippery eel. Her lips tugged and kissed and sucked his burning cock, coaxing the cream up out of his balls.
"More," Billy grunted. He pulled her thick brown hair and began to buck his hips in earnest, sadistically fucking her face with his iron-like hard-on. "I said to suck on it! Don't you know how to suck anymore, you little bitch? As hard as you can!"
Billy rammed nearly six inches of his huge prick down her throat tunnel. Again, Nancy thought she would gag. The feeling of his bloated cock head brushing past her tonsils sent a sickening tremor of pain into her belly.
But she had to do what Billy told her to do. Wet, smacking, gurgling sounds burbled out of Nancy's throat as she tried to work on his cock. Her cheeks flushed with the effort. Her lips were stretched wide apart, obscenely stuffed with the thickness of his enormous, blood-clogged dick.
"Harder now! Oh shit, I'm gonna cum!" Billy moaned. "Suck itttt! Haaaard!"
Billy jerked forward, ramming every inch of his big prick down Nancy's throat. As Nancy felt her nose tickled by his cock hairs, she was sure she was going to vomit if she kept his dick inside her mouth a moment longer.
Then Billy came. A torrent of thick, hot cream spurted from his open cum slit, shooting down Nancy's throat passage into her belly. Billy's hairy balls tightened against her chin. The length of his stiff cock began to jerk violently up and down as he pumped his load into her mouth.
"Ahhhhh," Billy sighed. He kept his cock buried in her stretched lips, moaning with pleasure as spurt after spurt of his burning cum pumped out of his knob. "Oh good ... drink it now ... ahhhh ... "
Nancy stopped gagging as soon as Billy started to spurt. She loved the taste of his delicious, gooey jism, and if she could have had her way, she would have gulped it down forever. Now she moaned anxiously as she worked the muscles of her throat, puckering her cheeks as she hungrily gulped down every drop.
When his cum was finally over, Billy pulled his gradually softening prick out of her lips. Sadistically, he wiped his spongy cock head off on her chin, giggling at Nancy's exhausted expression.
"Now that wasn't so bad, was it?" he asked complacently. "I hope you've learned your lesson, honey. When your man tells you to do something, you do it! I don't want to hear any of your back talk from now on!"
Billy pulled on his clothes and climbed off the mattress, hitching up his belt as he went to the other end of the warehouse to tinker with his motorcycle. Nancy lay on the mattress without moving. She was sure now, finally, that she'd taken as much of the motorcycle gang's abuse as she could stand.
It was time to go home. She was still only a kid, after all. Home was where she belonged. Even if her parents hadn't gotten back together, Nancy thought longingly, there was still her father to take care of her. Her big, strong, beautiful daddy Frank. Nancy was sure she loved her father more than any other man alive.