Chapter 1
Linda Gallager's lungs felt like they would burst from the exertion as the young eighteen-year-old bolted through the black night air. Her hands were stretched out in front of her, knocking away hidden branches that dangled down over the forest path and threatened to block her way. Behind her the terrified young blonde could hear the pounding sounds of feet drawing nearer. A tight, sick feeling gripped her belly when her right foot struck a buried rock and twisted under her. With a shriek Linda pitched forward and landed hard on her chest and hands.
"We've got her now," a voice cut through the silent forest.
"Go away!" Linda cried, rolling over on her firm little ass and drawing her hands protectively across her chest. Once again she could see the sneering faces of Al Benton and Chet Simpson. Her hazel eyes were filled with tears as the two large-framed boys of Linda's age stopped suddenly in front of the fallen girl. They placed their hands on their muscular thighs and looked down at her, staring at her full heaving tits that pushed out her torn white blouse into fine, full curves.
"We're not going anywhere until we get from you what we get from the rest of the girls," Al said, sinking down next to her and trying to slide his arm around her small waist while running his thick fingers through her long, silky golden hair.
"Stop it. You're drunk," Linda cried, drawing one hand away from her titties and slapping Al's hand away.
"I've been watchin' you-the way you wash your father's car; the way you slide them legs of yours around, bounce those titties...." The boy couldn't go any further. A strange light glowed in Al's eyes. Quickly he wrapped one hand tightly around her waist while he locked the other over her mouth.
Linda gagged, feeling the coarse sweaty palm of his hand pressing so tightly against her lips she thought he would break her front teeth. Her head was suddenly twisted around, then pressed back until she felt the rough woody surface of an oak tree behind her. There were sounds of soft laughter-Al and Chet congratulating themselves on their latest catch. Then came the sounds of light jingling. Both boys had been bare from the waist up when Linda had passed them that evening on the road coming from her aunt's home to hers. She had felt uneasy then, quickening her pace when the boys stared silently and sullenly at her, then finally breaking into a wild run when they chased her. And now....
"Oh God!" the girl cried, hot tears welling up in her eyes. Al's fingers twisted around in her hair, pulling roughly on it. They forced the girl's eyelids to flutter open while a searing pain shot through her brain. Linda could feel Al rolling on top of her, his knees pushing out and forcing hers apart. It was then the girl realized that soft jingling she'd heard before was the sound of his belt buckle being unfastened. His Levi's were pushed down around his ankles. In the faint moonlight filtered by the thick cloud overhead, Linda could see Al's white flesh. A shiver of terror and strange excitement rippled through her body.
"There. That's better. Not so much yelling and twistin'," he said thickly, his wet mouth slobbering all over her earlobe. "We're gonna give you a nice gift for bein' such a nice girl." Linda kept on shaking, but stopped trying to choke out a cry for help. There wasn't a house around. She was halfway between her aunt's home some two miles back and her parents' house another mile down the country road. The thick forest separating the two lonely homes would block out any of her cries. With a sob of despair Linda resigned herself to what she knew would be a night of horrors.
"Now for a little of the action," Al murmured. His breath stank with beer. Linda thought she would faint. But she had to stay conscious. She had to know what they were doing to her.
With a quick move Al loosened one hand and moved it quickly until the girl felt it sliding under her thighs. Linda jerked up, pressing down with her buttocks and trying to twist around to escape those probing fingers. Al laughed softly, then pinched her hard with his thumb and forefinger. The blonde squealed like a stuck pig, then squealed again when she felt his hands running excitedly over the front of her body, feeling bits of flesh through the blouse that had been torn in her desperate escape attempt.
When Al's fingers ran under her skirt and tried to move between her thighs, Linda drew her legs together and pressed them hard against one another. Al grunted out in disappointment, then rolled on top of her, pushing his legs between hers. The idea of what he was trying to do made the blonde shake with revulsion. Linda could feel something hard and hot sliding up and down against her right upper leg. It was Al's cock, moving like a slimy snake over her flesh, sliding on its own oily surface of leaking cum. He was grunting like an animal, his breath coming in thick, uneven gasps. His hands crawled like spiders over her titties, over her arms, over her throat. The young blonde teenager felt as if she could never get clean again. Al's heavy, masculine body was pressing her down into the dirt, his cock edging up past her knees, up, higher and higher until she could feel it getting close to her virgin pussy.
The girl squirmed and writhed under him, trying to pull away. But Al still held tightly onto her hair. She found her desperate movements worse than useless. The boys had her where they wanted her.
Al's fat cock pushed into the tight crevice running between Linda's leg and her thigh. Her fingers clawed at the loose dirt under her. She could feel the damp soil working up under her panties. Her sandals slipped off while her feet dug desperately into the forest floor. The girl twisted her head back and forth, gasping for air, sobbing out half-completed cries for help as that filthy thing crept like a hungry animal toward her tight little cunny.
Soon Linda knew all that was separating the head of his thick cock from her snatch was her panties. When he pushed up again, the crotch of her briefs began pushing into her tight, wet cunny crack. And instead of the revulsion Linda had been feeling so far, the girl was surprised to feel a delightful little tingle begin to take over her crotch. That sensation terrified her, especially in the context of what was happening to her. No, they couldn't know what she felt. Linda bit her lower lip, vowing to fight to the end rather than let Al and diet know she was partially enjoying this.
"Get that skirt and blouse off her," Chet said. It was the first time Linda realized since the chase that there was someone else watching them. She felt a bolt of shame pass through her body when Al grabbed the bottom of her blouse and pulled, tearing it open. The buttons popped off. Then the big man put his fingers up under the center strap of her bra and yanked, snapping it open. Her full young titties tumbled out as the bra fell away onto the dirt below.
Al stared down at the round, soft mounds, his eyes burning into the large half-dollar sized red nipples that had begun to stiffen in the cool August evening air. He grunted with satisfaction, then jammed his hand between the girl's thighs. He rubbed it against her upper leg, then moved further up until he could feel the tightly drawn elastic of her leg band. He grabbed onto her panties, his fingers pulling at the crotch until he felt the sheer material tearing, then finally giving way to his tugs. With a yelp, Linda felt the last barrier to her cunt being torn away.
In another movement the boy unfastened her skirt, tearing it off quickly and tossing it to the right. Linda had been stripped, all her clothing peeled away. Her lithe, young body lay naked and vulnerable in the dim moonlight. Chet stood some three feet away, his hands cupped under his groin and massaging the hard hot cock under his Levi's while Al stared at the hairy vee between the trembling girl's spread legs.
"Jesus, look at that cunt," he said, bending forward and taking a closer look. "Seems to me somethin' that cute should be used more often."
"Stop it. I'm a virgin!" Linda cried helplessly.
The two boys laughed at her ridiculous cry. Then realizing what they were about to do to her she started struggling wildly. Her mouth opened, and this time she managed to get out one loud shout before Al clamped his big palm over her lips pressing it down so hard she could feel her lips peeling back across her front teeth.
"Please, don't rape me. Don't hurt me," she begged when he slid his hand off her mouth again. "I never hurt you. Please, don't.-" Her pleas would have moved any heart except Al's and Chefs right now. Their cocks were too stiff, their balls too hot and tight for their minds and hearts to soften. They saw a young girl they'd been watching for months. They'd privately vowed they'd take her when they could. They had gone too far now to back off.
Al only answered her sobs with animal grunts of pleasure. He was squeezing the firm round globes of her ass, digging his strong fingertips into her assflesh while pulling her buttocks apart in kneading motions. He laughed a half-strangled chuckle, then dropped his head down onto her throat and started lapping his tongue across the girl's hot flesh. Linda groaned, feeling her belly tighten and turn over as the hot, wet thing stroked over her throat, then moved to her right shoulder.
She was sick with disgust, sick at the little games Al thought he was playing with her senses. He teased her cruelly, painfully kneading her white skin into tight little balls, clenching them roughly in his hands before letting them go and moving onto other parts of her body. And all the while that hard dick rubbed against her leg, crawling like some disgusting insect up to her nest of pussy hairs.
"God, no, NO!"
"Chet. Get your pants down and shut this one up," Al called to his friend.
Linda could hear the sound of movement. Then she was aware of Chet dropping down next to her head, grabbing her hair and lifting her head into his lap. Chet shoved her nose against his crotch, making her inhale the sour, thick stench of stale sweat, piss and cum. Her nose flattened against his groin. Worse, the girl could feel Chet's long dick rubbing against her cheek. Linda had never dreamed she would be doing whorish things like that. Her mother told her only bad women took things like cocks and balls in their mouths and up their asses. And here she was, being held down and raped in the pussy by one while the other was trying to push his disgusting prick between her parted lips.
"No, don't. Oh God, I won't scream. I promise. Just take it away!" she pleaded in a tight, tiny voice. Linda tried lifting her cheek away from that prick, but Chet clamped his hand against the back of her head, pushing her face even deeper into his hot crotch.
"I'm gonna fuck her now," Al said simply, glancing up at his friend, then moving his eyes back to the cringing teenager. Linda felt herself sink like a rock in a pit of slime when Al's hands began crawling over her titties, squeezing the hot spongy flesh. His calloused thumbs rubbed cruelly over her hard, red nipples, sanding across those titty tips. And yet that movement created a strange sympathetic heated twinging deep in the roots of her cunt.
Then Al dug his fingertips into her asscheeks for leverage, slowly forcing his thumb into her tight, dry cunt. Linda had never let any boy touch her there. Only in the darkest of her secret moments did she touch herself there. And now this animal was toying with her, fingering the thick outer lips of her pussy, spreading her labes with his fingers as if they were made of rubber. His thumb kept on pushing into her, violating her pretty cunny, making her writhe with shame and agony. Each time she opened her mouth to scream, Linda felt the length of Chet's cock slithering across her lips. That sensation choked off any attempt at yelling. All she could do was keep from vomiting from the sickening feeling she sensed at the pit of her belly. Her ass moved frantically across the dirt, bouncing like a fleshy rubber ball in response to Al's fingering.
"Ummmm," Chet moaned, succeeding in driving his cockhead partially in to the girl's mouth. Linda felt that spongy, thick, sour-tasting thing drive against her front teeth. She spat violently, getting rid of the boy's prickhead for a moment, then twisted her head around to make sure he couldn't do that again to her.
Then Linda felt a strange pain deep in her pussy. The shock numbed her brain. And then the girl realized it was Al's thumb pressing against her cherry, working the tiny thin membrane around that was causing the agony. He was going to pop her cherry with his thumb! Oh God, to lose her virginity here, like this, with these animals above her! And then there was a bolt of pain ripping across her thighs. The girl jerked her knees up and twisted to the left, tears welling up in her eyes and rolling down her flushed cheeks. Linda gasped, holding her breath and fighting down the hard jolts of pain throbbing deep in her pussy. She bit down hard on her lower lip until she tasted something warm and salty.
Al had broken her cherry. She could hear him laughing about it with Chet as the big teenager still worked his fingers around her violated twat. Sobbing quietly the young blonde girl drew her knees up to her titties, curling up into a fetal position while Chet continued to rub his dick across the side of her face. Linda wanted to die. She'd been cruelly violated.
"She's bleedin' down there. Shit, the blood will only make it nice and smooth when I fuck her."
Linda couldn't believe her ears. They weren't through with her yet? Oh God, when would it end?
"She's tight, I'll tell you that," Al whispered thickly. He moved his fingers around the slick, velvety soft interior of the girl's virginal cunny. Al pulled her buttocks apart with his free hand, rubbing his fingertips along the tight crevice running between those fleshy mounds until they were playing with the tight wrinkled lips of her asshole. At the same time the big man caressed the inner lips of her dripping twat. The movements of his thumbs made Linda's cunt begin to heat up. It was that strange tingle she'd felt earlier.
But this time it didn't go away. She felt her pussy glowing like a burning coal, burning brighter and hotter with each soft caress. Involuntarily the girl clenched her ass muscles together and lifted her crotch up to her attacker. His delicious way of playing around with her shithole made Linda tremble with fear and excitement. What was he going to do with that hand? Terrible, delightful images floated across her spinning mind as Al's fingers began to move more quickly over her inner cuntal walls.
"No more, no more," Linda moaned. But she couldn't honestly say that was what she really meant. Though her brain spun with fear and degradation, there was that undeniably hot, tight itchy feeling growing in the pit of her cunny. Slowly, very slowly, her wet labes were spread apart again. The fleshy, soft lips of her pussy trench were wide-open now. Linda breathed a sigh filled with relief, expectation and terror. Slowly her knees fell apart. Her chest rose and fell faster and faster as her breathing became rapid and shallow. Her nipples were fully extended and stiffened now, her titties jiggling like bowls of jello shaken by an unseen hand.
"Like that baby? For someone who's never had a fuck, you sure heat up fast," Al commented drily.
The girl twitched like a speared fish, jerking forward and up as Al's middle finger shot out of her cunny. He moved the tip up maddeningly slowly along her right outer labe, closer and closer to her unsheathed clitty. That long finger kept up its teasing journey toward her sputtering sex nerve center. Linda snapped her knees together, her feet crossing at the ankles while she rolled gently back and forth.
Those subtle rocking motions forced her labes to rub back and forth against one another, against Al's continual sliding finger, against that hot, stiff, itchy clit that was driving her slowly out of her mind. She could feel the hard cold ground underneath her. The air around her was growing colder and colder as the night advanced. But the girl would only think of Al and what he was doing to her snatch.
"Hold her tighter," Al grunted to Chet. Then he speared his middle finger all the way in, moving it around and around like a spoon in a dish of melted butter. Linda let out another low, soft moan as her soft thighs closed around either side of Al's wrist. The big teenager felt her cuntal membranes stretching a little as he moved his finger around. "She's gonna be a nice, tight fuck," he commented, his eyes looking into hers and boring into her skull like death rays.
Linda felt a spasm of shame at the height of her passion and let out another sob of shame and total humiliation. She was letting these boys do things to her she would never let others who were more worthy of her company. Her mother and father had told her what these boys would do if they had the chance. And Linda found out to her disgust that her parents were right.
"Yeah, baby, yeah. That's it. Wiggle around like that. You save me half the trouble," Al said, laughing at her. Linda was too ashamed to say anything. Turning her head away from both Chet and his friend, the young blonde girl bit down hard on her lower lip once more and vowed she would get back at these two no matter what.
Suddenly she felt something brushing against her stiffened clit. It was as if someone had wired her pussy with a 110-volt battery and turned it on! Linda's body stiffened and trembled while a tight high-pitched wail ripped from her throat. The veins stood out on her forehead as she felt Al's thumb and forefinger lightly pinch her tiny sex spindle, caressing that hard red bud, then rolling it around until the girl thought she was going to piss from the tension and excitement. She had never felt anything like it before!
"Watch her! Shit, she's better than them whores down in Bellingham!" Al cried in honest surprise. He watched with delight as the young, untouchable girl bucked and thrashed on the ground below him. He almost shot his load just staring at her sexual acrobatics.
And then just as suddenly as that finger shot it, it slipped out. Linda closed her eyes and sucked in a deep breath. She knew what was next. Like a sacrificial vestal virgin the young blonde lay quietly, her knees pushed up and spread apart by Al. She felt him slide between her thighs, then felt the head of his throbbing cock brush along the inner hot wet flesh of her thighs. Now the full, long hardness of Al's dick lay hard against her shut cuntal lips. Only a little movement on either person's part would make that cock sink into the virginal depths of Linda's cunny. A strange hot wetness drifted across her titties and across her feet.
"Gonna fuck you, baby. Gonna make them cuntlips peel back, stretch until they tear to take my fat dick. You're gonna feel somethin' you've been dreamin' about but never asked for. When I get through with you, you ain't gonna be able to piss for a week!"
The words were obscene and foul. And yet they excited the girl terribly. She could feel his cock twitching and leaping against her flesh. The lust-bloated prick rested, throbbing against her creaming split. Slowly Al started hunching his thighs, making his dick rub up and down. Linda thought she would go crazy. His cock was teasing her maddeningly. The young blonde twisted and writhed her hips trying to escape that crazy pressure making her act like a two-bit whore. Linda cringed, rubbing her ass hard against the ground. If only she could get away from them!
"Hold her steady, Chet. I'm going in, and I don't want her pushing me out."
Linda felt her outer labes being forced apart, peeled back by the fat spongy head of Al's driving prick. She threw her head back, rolling it back and forth against the ground as he fed her inches of his hot, hard dickmeat. The rubber-like rim of her snatch stretched around the intruding cock, clamping around it like a collar. She let out a long, low moan from between her clenched teeth. Chet was still trying to push his prick into her mouth while holding down her shoulders. But Linda swore she would let Al chew her cunt to pieces before she would open her mouth again.
Al rested for a second, then shoved in again. The blonde teenager's cunt was tighter than he'd imagined. The outer labes had stretched only temporarily, tightening up again and clamping down hard at the neck of his cock. Raising his ass higher, Al moved his thighs from side to side, making his cock ream out the throat of Linda's clenching cunny. Slowly the muscles around her outer labes relaxed and the big man let out a grunt of satisfaction when more of his dickmeat sank like a hot poker into the buttery mass of Linda's snatch.
"God, oh God!" the girl cried. Her legs kicked out on either side of her body. Shock wave after shock wave of a strange pain-pleasure racked her body.
"Goddamn. It feels like she's got no hole at all!" Al grunted. The pressure of Linda's tight pussywalls prevented him from driving his cock in further than three inches. Taking a deep breath, he shoved down with all his strength. Linda let out a wild cry of shock, pain and humiliation. In one move he drove the entire length of his blood-engorged cock into her tight cunt, burying himself inside her up to the fat root of his prick.
"AHHHHH!" Linda shrieked, feeling as if Al were tearing her snatch apart with his dick. Once more she tried to squirm away. But this time the big teenager moved his legs over hers, pinning the girl down to the dirt while he moved his thighs sensuously back and forth. Gently, almost lovingly, Al was caressing the warm, wet depths of her pussy with his throbbing prickhead.