Chapter 6
I've really got to stop this, Brandi thought all the next day. At work the following morning all she could think about was the feel of her brother Johnny fucking her. The blood seethed and burned in her body. God, I don't know what's come over me! she thought. I can't get enough fucking! I was never like this before.
When Ted had returned, only a few minutes after her brother had left, she had seduced him again. She had not wanted him to be suspicious of what had gone on in his absence. And so she had brazenly unzipped his pants and sucked his cock passionately only minutes after he walked in the door. Then he had fucked her twice, marveling at her fresh eagerness and lust.
But in the morning at work, it was not Ted she thought of, no matter how marvelously skillful he was at fucking her. She couldn't get Johnny out of her mind. The hot guilty itch in her pussy when she thought of his young vigorous cock was almost enough to make her come in her panties. God, I've got to stop it! she thought. It's so wrong! I must never let it happen again!
At noon she went out for a fast walk on the city streets, hoping that window-shopping would distract her from her feverish desires. But as she was passing a huge construction site, the wolf whistles made her realize again how sexually desireable she actually was.
All the construction workers were sitting by the fence, eating their lunches. They whistled and ogled her and made rude remarks as she passed. But their bodies were so lean and powerful that Brandi couldn't help slowing her step. She enjoyed every minute of it.
"Jeez, look at those knockers!" said one, a handsome dark-haired guy with a hairy chest and muscular arms.
"Man, would I like to get my hook into that!" said another.
Realizing she couldn't stop herself, Brandi turned her head and smiled provocatively at them. The one who had admired her knockers wore a t-shirt that said in big red letters: JACKHAMMER OPERATORS RIP IT OPEN.
She could almost feel her knees turn to jelly just at the thought of it. What a brutal but fascinating boast! Her eyes darted quickly up and down the line of men. There were, she guessed, about seven or eight of them. All of them were pretty good-looking in a rough masculine sort of way. And all of them were looking at her body like they could eat her alive.
"You guys shouldn't be so rude," she purred, smiling coyly at them. "How can we be friends if you start right off by insulting me?"
Amidst hoots and catcalls, one got up and walked over to her at the sidewalk. "Oh, we didn't mean any of it as insults, ma'am," he said, grinning boldly at her.
The one wearing the jackhammer t-shirt joined him. He glowered down at Brandi's jutting breasts as if he would like to devour them on the spot. The voracious look in his eyes made her wish he would do it. She wore no bra and she knew he could see her nipples stiffen under her thin blouse.
"And we definitely want to be friends," he grinned, speaking softly. "Maybe you'd like to join us for lunch. It's so rare that we have a beautiful young lady happen along to brighten up our dull work day."
Brandi realized that taking him up on his invitation would be absolutely wrong. It was something only a cheap tramp would do. She didn't want them to think she was easy, that all they had to do was whistle at her and she would drop her pants. But both of these guys who were leaning over the fence talking to her were so good-looking!
And the way the jackhammer operator looked at her made her cunt ooze juice and her nipples ache. She couldn't just walk off and leave him there, and never see him again, could she?
"Are you serious?" she asked, looking into his eyes.
She wanted him to know that she was no pushover. Lunch was lunch only, and didn't mean he was going to get all of her. At least not yet, anyway.
"Of course I'm serious," he said.
He went about fifty feet down the wire fence to the gate, beckoning for her to follow. Brandi went down and entered the construction site. She stepped gingerly over boards and blocks of concrete, assisted by his hand on her arm. He led her to the group of men, who quickly cleared a space for her to sit. They offered her food from their lunchboxes.
Brandi giggled and joked with them, nibbling at the sandwiches they handed her. She felt uncomfortable and excited at the same time because of the way they all looked at her. Never before had she felt so much like a piece of desirable flesh. Because she wore no bra, her breasts swayed under her shirt whenever she moved. The sight seemed to make the men seethe with lust.
She couldn't help noticing that several of them had hard-ons. The jackhammer man was one of them. There was a big hard knot in the crotch of his pants. He caught Brandi glancing down at it, and she quickly looked away. She had been there about ten minutes. I'd better get out of here before this gets out of hand, she thought.
"Well, I guess I'd better be going," she said brightly, struggling to her feet.
They all crowded around her. Brandi felt slightly menaced, but at the same time the thought of how much they all wanted her made her feel good.
"Oh, you don't have to go yet, do you?" one said.
"Come on, let us give you the tour," said one, gently grabbing her elbow once more. Brandi didn't know what to do, and so she let them steer her toward the rear of the construction site. Was she supposed to be admiring the building that was going up? She looked around, but all she could see was the group of men that surrounded her.
They came to a shack, something like a tool shed, she supposed. Only after one of them opened the door did she begin to get slightly alarmed.
"Why don't we go inside?" Jackhammer said in a low voice.
Brandi peered into the dim interior of the shack. It had a dirt floor. Boards and tools were stacked against the walls.
"What for?" she said sensibly, feeling a hungry pulsing between her legs.
Somehow she could tell that she was not handling this properly. But she was powerless to stop herself. I should scream, she thought. But she didn't want to scream.
"Because we have something we want to show you," Jackhammer said.
They didn't force her, but very firmly they ushered her into the shack. Brandi looked around frantically as she saw the door closing behind them. When she felt their hands on her it was too late to be surprised.
"Ohhhhh, what are you doing!" she exclaimed, trying to wriggle away.
But they knew as well as she did that her resistance was half-hearted at best. Already they had her blouse off and many rough hands were on her warm naked tits.
"God, she's got beautiful tits!" growled one of the men.
The others grunted in agreement. In the dimness Brandi had no idea who was who. She couldn't tell who was doing what to her, and she could only whimper and squirm, trying hopelessly to get away from their grasping hands.
"Ohhhnnn, let me go!" she gasped. "What are you doing? I didn't say you could do this to me! Please, let me go!"
But suddenly she recognized Jackhammer's face close to hers. Somehow that was comforting, because she liked him, in spite of the fact that he had tricked her into this. When he kissed her mouth she couldn't help responding.
But in the middle of kissing him, she suddenly felt hungry mouths on her tits and nipples. And quick hands unzipping her skirt, pulling down her panties.
"Oh my God! Oh no, oh my God!" she cried out.
"Calm down, just be calm," Jackhammer whispered to her. "Oh no, you can't let them do this to me!" she whimpered, pleading with her eyes.
"I can't stop them now," he said.
Suddenly he reached down and unzipped his pants. He took one of Brandi's hands and pulled it down to his groin. She found herself holding a gigantic throbbing monster of a cock in her hand.
"God, you can fuck me," she whispered quickly to him, squeezing his fantastic prick. "But don't let all these others fuck me. It's ... it's rape! It's against the law!"
"But how can I stop them now?" he whispered back. "Now that they've got a glimpse of your beautiful body?"
Brandi felt herself being pulled down to the dirt floor of the shack. Half of her panicked and wanted to scream. The other half was wildly excited by the feel of their rough demanding hands all over her body. If she was so beautiful that they all wanted her so badly....
The impulse juslt to give in, to yield to them totally was just as strong as her panic. She felt a rough hand digging in the soft moist folds of her tender cunt. A hot thrill of excitement gripped her.
"Ohhhnnn!" she moaned as she lay flat on her back in the dirt. "Oh God, noooo!"
"Shit, this chick is the most beautiful one I've ever seen!" panted one of the men.
She looked down and saw two of them sucking her nipples and fiercely squeezing her large, firm tits. She wanted to beg them not to do it so hard, but actually, the more brutally they mauled her tits, the more wild the sexual fire in her body grew.
"Oh God! Oh yes!" she panted, unable to help herself.
She began to writhe and squirm under what felt like a thousand hands and mouths plundering her naked body.
"Hey, don't be so selfish!" she heard another man growl. "We get our turn too!"
The two who were sucking her tits gave way to another two, who immediately began doing the same. Her nipples flamed with heat in their thirsty mouths. She groaned and panted wildly.
Suddenly she felt something huge flop against her lips. She regained her senses enough to see that it was Jackhammer's gigantic cock. He knelt beside her head, dangling his large prick in her face.
"Don't you want to suck it, honey?" he smiled.
Brandi nodded. She could feel the others prying her thighs apart. She could hear several zippers being unzipped. But what could she do? Screaming wouldn't help. No one would hear her. And even if she did scream, it would probably only make them treat her more roughly.
The only thing she could do was let herself enjoy it. Oh yes! she thought. In spite of herself, she was already enjoying the way they manhandled her quivering body. She opened her lips and took Jackhammer's long thick cock into her mouth.
"Mmmmmmm!" he hummed with pleasure as she began to suck his cock eagerly.
She stroked it with her fingers, feeding the head of it between her clinging wet lips. She tried to concentrate on his cock in order to ignore what was going on below. But suddenly she could ignore it no longer.
"Ummphh!" she gagged.
Another huge stiff prick suddenly buried itself deep in her tight young pussy. Oh God, here they go! she thought. She swirled her tongue around the head of Jackhammer's swollen prick, trying to get her mind off the plunging rod in her cunt.
The first man to fuck her shuddered and came within a few seconds. She could feel his jism spurting into her and hear his loud groan of pleasure. And somehow she felt happy that she had given him so much pleasure.
Meanwhile, the mouths on her breasts were driving her insane. Her nipples were raw and tingling as tongues lashed them and lips chewed them. And Jackhammer's cock had become as stiff as an iron pipe between her lips. He cradled her head in his hands now and fucked down into her mouth, gently but insistently.
Brandi began to whimper as the second man's cock entered her pussy.
"Owwwgghnnn!" she moaned as he began fucking her with sharp rapid thrusts. "Oh God!"
Jackhammer's cock spilled out of her mouth as she gasped for air. The guy pinned her hips to the ground with both hands and pumped furiously in and out of her ravished cunt.
"Unh! Unh! Unh! Oh God!" Brandi moaned.
Then he quickly came, and another took his place. She gasped for air again as a fresh, stiff cock penetrated her juicy cunthole. God, what am I doing here? she thought wildly.
But deep down she knew she didn't want to be anywhere else. The feel of all these hard cocks relentlessly fucking her made her delirious with sexual pleasure. She could feel the hint of orgasms fluttering through her pumping blood. Her body shivered and twisted with pleasure.
"Ungh! Ungh!" she grunted as pile-driving cocks lifted her ass off the dirt floor, then slammed her back to earth with furious thrusts.
She was impaled on one hard-charging prick after another. God, they don't have to fuck me so hard, do they? she wondered. But apparently they did. She was there for nothing but to give them the quickest and most intense pleasure possible. They fucked her with wild grunting urgency.
Animals, she thought. Just animals! And yet she couldn't deny the pure wicked joy that came from such hot fucking.
"God, fuck me!" she cried out to them. "Go ahead, fuck me, fuck me hard!"
She didn't know how many had fucked her so far, but she felt like a big pool of slimy warm jism. It leaked out of her ravaged pussy and spattered her naked thighs and belly. Some of the more virile men, after having fucked her, were jacking off over her body. So she had gobs of cum even on her tits and her face.
She was covered with their cum. And still they fucked and fucked her, one after another. But finally it was Jackhammer's turn. She looked up and saw him glowering into her face with horrible lust. Down the length of his muscular body she could see the bobbing purplish monster of his gargantuan prick, poised only inches from the swollen wet lips of her tortured pussy.
"Oh God, don't hurt me!" she whimpered to him, remembering the message on his tee-shirt, which he had removed for the occasion of fucking her.
"Oh, I wouldn't hurt you, darling," he chuckled.
Still, the lust in his eyes was more powerful than any man's Brandi had ever seen. She held her breath as he nudged his massive prick between her raw and aching pussylips.
"Awwoonnggggg!" she groaned as it slid into her, a fat, hard, corncob of a fuck-tool.
She looked down and saw the huge shaft protruding from her cunt. Slowly he began to move it in and out of her like a piston. Steadily his rhythm increased. Panting and biting her lips, Brandi felt her poor pussy being assaulted by the plunging monster cock.
She felt stuffed and crammed with it. And he was building up steam by the second. Now he too was panting as he plunged in and out of her. Oh God, don't rip me up, don't rip me up! she kept chanting to herself, feeling on the verge of an orgasm herself. Just fuck me, don't rip me up.
She hadn't been allowed to come yet. All the men had been too interested in getting their own rocks off. They hadn't given a damn about her. But just the way Jackhammer fucked her-even though he wasn't interested in whether she came either-was enough to nearly drive her to the brink.
"Ohhhhnnnn! Oh! Annggghh!" she moaned and panted as the huge cock hammered her pussy, feeling herself close to a climax.
But suddenly he began to ream and rip her, just as she had earlier feared he would. He pinned her hips to the ground and fucked her juicing cunt brutally.
"Angh! Ohggnn! Awwonnng!" Brandi groaned with each piercing stroke of his stabbing cock.
It was a fitting conclusion to the gangbang they had put her through. All the other men seemed to stand back and admire the way Jackhammer used her poor quivering body so thoroughly. His hands squeezed her aching tits. His lips tore at her throbbing nipples. And the punishing shaft of his powerful prick pierced and skewered her tender pussy until Brandi was squealing with pain and pleasure.
Yet even through the rough rape he was giving her, she could feel the hints of an approaching orgasm. Horrible as it might seem, she knew she was going to come because of the way he was fucking her. She hated to give him that victory. She hated to give any of them that victory!
And yet she couldn't ignore it. Her blood seethed in her veins. She could feel the edge of his stiff fat prick scrape along the swollen tip of her clit, setting off fiery sparks.
Oh God, I'm going to come! she thought wildly. God, he's killing me and I'm going to come anyway! Oh Jesus, it feels good!
"Oh yes! Oh yes!" she chanted, panting uncontrollably as he began to fuck her even faster and harder. "Yes! Yessss!"
Suddenly the strength of his powerful body engulfed her. She felt herself being squeezed, as if she were in the arms of a gorilla. Jackhammer groaned fiercely. His giant cock began spouting cum into her pussy.
"Umph!" he grunted, still jabbing her ass up off the ground as his prick kept squirting gobs of jism into her. "Umph! Umph!"
"Ohnnn God, don't stop!" Brandi whimpered.
She was right on the brink of an explosive climax. The powerful ripping of his prick into her as he came drove her to a near frenzy of lust. She moaned and strained, pushing her cunt up into his frantic thrusts.
"Oh, don't stop! Yes! Ungh! Ungh! Yesss!"
But suddenly, before she could come, the door to the shack burst open.
"What the fuck is going on in here?" a loud commanding voice growled.
Jackhammer withdrew his cock from Brandi's cum-dripping snatch as quickly as he could. All the other men were quickly zipping up their pants. In the doorway stood a man wearing a white shirt and a tie, with a hard-hat on his head. Under his arm was a clipboard.
"You heard me!" he growled again. "Just what the fuck do you all think you're doing in here?"
He looked down at Brandi, who tried helplessly to cover herself.
"Sorry, boss," one of the men chuckled nervously.
"She was sort of asking for it," said another apologetically. "So we sort of gave it to her."
Brandi couldn't help realizing deep down in her heart that he was telling the truth. As shocking as the whole thing seemed, she had to admit that she didn't regret it.
She grabbed her skirt and tried to wipe the drying cum off her body with it. The boss was busily shooing all the men out of the shack.
"You bastards," he said to them. "You could be arrested for this."
When he got them all out of the shack, he came over to Brandi. He hunkered down beside her. She had her clothes back on by now. Now that she could see his face she was pleasantly surprised to see that he was fairly young and handsome. He was the engineer or architect in charge, she imagined.
"I don't know how to apologize for what happened, miss," he said politely.
He took out his handkerchief and rubbed some dirt off her cheek with it.
"I guess I'll be all right now," Brandi half-whimpered, enjoying his sympathy.
"I don't see how anybody could be all right after that. What a monstrous thing for them to do.
Look, our company rents a suite of rooms in a hotel just down the street. We use it to relax in on our way from one job to another. I insist on taking you down there so that you can clean up and try to forget this disgusting experience."
He was afraid she was going to sue his company, Brandi could see. She didn't want to disappoint him by saying that the experience really wasn't disgusting, but actually kind of fun. He would never understand. And she did feel kind of dirty and defiled, with cum leaking out of her, and her hair all messy and her clothes all dirty.
She let him help her to her feet, acting more distraught than she really was when she felt him put one strong arm around her. You wicked girl! she thought to herself as she leaned against his strong masculine body.
"I really would appreciate that," she said in her most vulnerable voice.
As he ushered her off the work site, all the men were back at their jobs.