Chapter 3
The woman laughed as Brooke jumped up. Her hand went into Brooke's panties, her fingers sliding down into the brunette's curly pussy hair, then moving down under her crotch to cup her pubic mound in her big, fat, strong fingers. She squeezed, at the same time shouldering the smaller woman into the wall and mashing her lips down onto Brooke's.
Brooke gasped, her heart pounding in shock and fear. The woman rubbed insistently over her pussy, one long, thick finger probing at her fuck slit and then thrusting up into her. She gasped in pain and grabbed at the hand, but the woman seized her thick brown hair in her other hand, jerking her head up and to one side, then rammed her lips hard onto Brooke's, shoving her tongue in between the gasping open lips.
She pinned Brooke in the corner of the little changing room as she pumped her finger in and out of the brunette's cunt slit, then she grabbed the panties and ripped them down, shoving her back onto the bench again. She ripped the panties upward, lifting the girl's feet until the panties came free.
She dropped to her knees in front of the bench, her big hands going around the slender thighs, ripping them apart and pulling Brooke's ass up against the edge of the bench. She pushed her face into the soft curly folds of pubic hair, then slurped her tongue up and down the tight little slit.
"Noooo! P... P.. Pleeeeeaaassee!" Brooke whined. "I don't... I don't... " The woman's big hands slid further under the brunette, forcing their way under the soft buttocks, actually lifting them, holding Brooke's ass like it was a watermelon as she slurped and sucked and chewed on the soft pink meat before her. Brooke squirmed in mortification, feeling a growing lust m sweeping through her body.
"Stop it!" she whimpered, her ass jerking and bouncing in the woman's hands as the fat wet tongue continued to slurp and dart through the soft, pulpy pink folds of her cunt flesh. Her hands pushed at the woman's face, but weren't able to force her away, especially since her body was beginning to shake and tremble with lust.
She groaned as the woman slid her tongue up into her pussy, darting it about like a snake inside her box. She let go of Brooke's ass cheeks, instead thrusting two fingers up deep inside Brooke's cunt. Brooke gave a short sharp gasp and arched her back, her hands no longer pushing at the woman's face, instead were pulling at it.
She slumped lower on the bench, her legs wide apart as the woman's tongue soaked her entire crotch region and her fingers kneaded her tight flesh. She pried apart Brooke's cuntlips and bit down on her clitty, causing a hot burst of pain to slam into the girl's mind.
Then she ground her teeth from side to side on the ultra sensitive little piece of flesh, her fingers fucking rapidly in and out of Brooke's cunt tube.
"No." Brooke mewled. "No... no... no... no..."
Then she threw her head back and her ass jerked upward off the bench as a bolt of pure joyful heat slammed into her cunt.
"OOHHHH!" she cried, her eyes closing and her teeth grinding together.
The woman was sitting beside her then, her left arm around Brooke, her right buried in her cunt, fingers working madly. Brooke opened her eyes to find the bleary image of the rough woman's face coming against hers, then the woman's lips and teeth moved against the nape of her neck, Brooke cried out again as those teeth bit into her flesh and the woman sucked fiercely.
She jerked to her feet, breaking free from the woman, but staggered against the wall. The woman was on her at once, her hands going around the young brunette. Her right hand slid onto Brooke's cuntmound, squeezing and rubbing, her left grabbed Brooke's hair, pulling back and then twisting her around, flinging her against the wall.
Brooke looked at her breathlessly, her belly heaving and churning with sexual energy. The woman pulled her head back again and bit her on the throat, then transferred her mouth and teeth to Brooke's own mouth, biting and sucking and whipping her tongue around inside Brooke's oral cavity as the girl shook and trembled against her.
The woman pulled back, eyes gleaming as she smiled tauntingly. "Just warming you up, baby, so you can try on your purchase." she breathed. She reached down to the bench and pulled the box out of the pile of lingerie, flicking it open with a practiced thumb and pulling out a big dildo. It was the long, thick black one she'd been looking at before.
Brooke gave a sob, struggling weakly against the much stronger woman.
"Don't want, ungh... you to get the wrong... size." The woman gritted, forcing Brooke back into a corner. She brought her own knee up against Brooke's thigh, forcing the girl's left leg up and onto the bench. She used her own body to keep Brooke pressed into the corner and block her feeble efforts at resistance, then punched the hard knobby end of the dildo against Brooke's crotch.
Brooke gasped and shuddered, then tried again to pull away as she felt the rounded knob pressing against her cunt lips. She gave a long whimpering moan as the hardness of the black dildo forced her cunt lips aside and was slowly forced up into her body.
She clawed at the device, trying to push it away, but the big woman only laughed, reaching down and grabbing the dildo with both hands and giving a grunt of effort as she thrust it up into the college girl's cunt slit.
Brooke gave a cry of dismay, thrown, back into the corner, almost lifted off her feet by the force of the savage thrust. The thick black rubber cock stabbed deep into her soft pink cunt tunnel.
Her ass bounced against the wall, jerking and twisting from side to side as more and more of the hard rubber cock drove up into her guts. The blonde was laughing throatily, holding her forearm pressed against Brooke's throat as she pumped the dildo in her fuck chute.
"You know you want it, pussy! You wouldn't be buyin' this if you was gettin' any."
She pumped the dildo up and down, sliding the thick, ridged rubber back and forth inside the whimpering, sobbing girl's cunt tube. Brooke's shoe slipped on the bench and she almost fell. The blonde shoved her back hard, knocking her head against the wall.
Brooke was still wearing her jacket, sweater, and bra, was naked only below the waist. The blonde showed no signs of stripping her further though, concentrating on jamming as much of the rubber cock up inside her belly as would fit.
She mashed her lips against Brooke's again, blocking off her groans and sobs. She shouldered her into the corner, her left hand sliding down onto her firm round buttocks while her right pumped the dildo up and down in her twat tunnel.
She grasped and kneaded the soft hot meat of Brooke's ass cheeks, her fingers clawing and fondling as she grunted with the effort of forcing the dildo ever higher inside the smaller woman's tight sucking fuck tunnel.
The blonde pulled up on her sweater, forcing it upwards over the swelling mounds of her breasts.
She reached in and pulled Brooke's tits out of the cups, forcing the bra down under the soft white flesh so the twin mounds were squeezed together.
She bent and fixed her mouth over the straining right nipple, biting it hard, sucking fiercely as the brunette sobbed and whined and writhed against the wall. Her feet slipped apart and she slid downward just as the blonde thrust upward with the dildo. More rubber cock drove into her.
"Uhn! UNGH! UNGH!" Brooke grunted. "OH FUCK!"
"That's right baby." The blonde snickered. She hammered the dildo up and down inside Brooke's belly. Brooke could feel the hard head way up in the pit of her lower abdomen, jamming hard against her cervix, almost lifting her off her feet with each harsh thrust.
Brooke felt a climax burst over her, and humped her crotch out at the thrusting dildo. Her body shook uncontrollably, her fingers clawing at the walls as she shoved her own tongue back into the woman's mouth. Their tongues slid together until the blonde pulled back, pumping in time to Brooke's desperate humping motions.
"That's it, cunt! That's it! You know you need it! You gotta have that cock! Hot little pussy! Take it! Take it! Take it up your cunt hole! Bitch!"
She twisted the dildo inside Brooke's belly and the brunette hissed in shock, her ass slamming back against the wall.
The woman pulled Brooke to the floor, then squatted over her face. Brooke could see up beneath the tiny rubber mini the woman wore, and could see that the woman wore no panties. Furthermore, her pussy was shaved smooth. The bald snatch dropped onto her face, the moistness wetting her face as the blonde ground her crotch back and forth onto Brooke's face.
"Suck me off, you little whore." The blonde groaned, jamming her cunt into the girl's mouth. Brooke slurped at the cunt, unable to help herself. Her tongue darted out, lapping furiously, not even knowing what she was doing or why. She gave the blonde's smoothly shaven cunt mound a bath, soaking it in spittle as the blonde woman groaned and rubbed against her.
The blonde reached down, squashing and squeezing Brooke's breasts, then reached for the dildo, half buried in the girl's crotch. Brooke's thighs were spread apart, her legs flailing senselessly. She jammed the dildo back into Brooke's fuck pit using both hands, grinding the head against her cervix.
"Uh! Suck me! Suck me! Uh, Yeah! Yeah! uhhn!" the blonde gasped, rubbing her cunt against the tongue lapping at it, grinding her box onto Brooke's chin and lips and nose. She rodded the dildo back and forth between Brooke's clutching cunt lips, rasping it hard over the exposed clitty.
Brooke's feet drummed on the floor, bouncing and jerking as her legs flopped and her body writhed and shuddered. Another orgasm blew through her tremulous mind, shaking and mauling her senses, sending rippling fires of erotic pleasure along her limbs and into her belly and chest.
Brooke's legs were wide apart as her ass bounced and jerked on the floor. The big dildo was almost completely buried in her box, only a couple of inches sticking out of the round little hole between her legs. The blonde's eyes squeezed closed, her own body giving a violent shudder as she climaxed, she bent forward, her left hand flat against the base of the dildo.
Her right hand went behind her left and she slapped them both down hard on the base of the dildo.
"Take it!" she gasped, slapping her hands down. The dildo rammed against Brooke's cervix and the brunette cried out, her ass bouncing.
"Take it!" the blonde gasped again, slamming her hands against the base again, then again, then again. "Take it!" she groaned, "Take it!".
She pounded on the end of the dildo as the brunette shuddered, her body twisting and shaking, convulsing and contorting under her. The dildo disappeared into the flesh pink folds of her cunt, and the cuntlips closed tightly again, hiding the large rubber fuck tool.
The blonde's mouth came down on Brooke's pussy and she bit and sucked at her clitty and cuntlips. Her ragged breathing began to ease and she slowly pulled away, crawling up off the prone woman. She climbed shakily to her feet, looking down at Brooke, who still lay on her back, legs spread, chest heaving.
"Good... " the blonde panted. "It fits. She scooped up Brooke's panties and slid them back over her feet, then slid them up her legs, lifting her up to pull them firmly around her hips. She helped the bedraggled, dazed girl to stand, half supporting her as she helped her on with her skirt, then fastened it in place.
Brooke pulled her bra up over her tits and shakily slipped her sweater down over herself as the blonde gathered up her lingerie and pulled her out of the room and into the front. The old man was behind the cash and she pushed him aside, toting up Brooke's purchases quickly.
Brooke leaned exhaustedly against the counter, her mind reeling, her body still trembling. She didn't even hear the price, simply handing the woman a wad of bills, then gathering her bagged panties and staggering out of the store.
After a couple of blocks, most of her senses returned. The episode in the shop began to seem like some kind of weird, perverse dream. It had all happened so fast. How? How did it, how could it have happened at all? What had been wrong with her? Why didn't she do something?
She was uncomfortably aware of the big black dildo up inside her cunt. Her guts were cramping with the force of the hard rubber rubbing against the innermost parts of her belly. She had to get home and take it out! She couldn't move very fast, though. Her movements made the dildo jerk and twist inside her. God! She was insane! How could she!? What was worse, how could she have liked it???
She made it back to her dorm, sniffing back tears of misery and self hatred, and tore off her panties. She squatted on the floor, hiking up her dress and pushing with her cunt muscles. She grunted and strained, eventually forcing the deep, thick, tightly lodged rubber cock to slide its base out between her pussy lips to where she could grab it in her fingers and pull it out all the way.
Her cunt groaned in relief as the big hard dildo came free. Brooke angrily threw it under her bed, sitting down on the floor, back against the wall. She shook her head, wondering how it all could have happened, whether it might just have been some perverted dream.
The evidence lay before her, though. The paper back with the lingerie sat on her bed, and she knew what sat underneath the bed. She pulled off her shoes and socks, then stood up and stripped naked. She put on a robe and went down the hall to take a shower.
After thirty minutes under the hot, steamy water and several hard scrubbings of her body, she was starting to relax and feel a little clean again. She couldn't, despite her intelligence, understand how she had become so weak kneed as to allow that woman to all but rape her.
She wasn't even attracted to her, the woman was very far from being pretty, and certainly didn't seem like the kind of person she would ever want to associate with, let alone sleep with.
As if she had heard a cue, Robin padded into the room, wearing only a bath towel.
"Hi, Brooke." she said, her voice squeaky high and cheerful.
"Hi." Brooke sighed.
Robin dropped the towel, tossing it over a hook, and climbed up onto the shower platform beside Brooke. Brooke tried to keep her eyes away from the lushly visible flesh, turning towards the wall, closing her eyes as the shower pelted down onto her face.
After long seconds had passed she let her head drop, then opened her eyes. She turned to the side and saw Robin, her head full of shampoo, her hands scrubbing at it. Robin's eyes were closed and Brooke watched helplessly drawn to the nubile body, bac arched, ass pushed out, and big fat titties thrusti up and out to either side.
Her body glistened as water slid down her frame, and Brooke was seized by an almost overpowering urge to take her in her arms, to kiss her, to suck those big nipples and squeeze that little ass. She grit her teeth, turning away, trying to ignore the burning desires welling within her belly.
She turned off the water and shook her head, squeezing some of the water out of it. She moved down to the counter, lifting up her own towel and drying herself thoroughly, as if the harsh, brisk movements would take her mind off the naked girl behind her.
She turned to the mirror, picking up her brush to do her hair. Unconsciously, her eyes strayed to Robin's image behind her. The little blonde was soaping up her body. Brooke watched as the hand rubbed soap across her breasts, then down her side and in between her legs.
She swallowed and turned on the dryer, brushing her hair harshly, despite the pain, desperate to get away before she did something that would disgrace herself. Something else, she thought, with a savage mental kick at herself. At least the woman in the shop didn't know her from Eve.
She donned her robe and hurried out of the bathroom, going back to her own room and quickly dressing so she would not be naked at the same time as Robin. She grabbed the bag off her bed, pulled out the black G-string and stuck it back into Robin's dresser, then grabbed some books just as Robin came in. The little blonde looked as perky as always, her smile bright and cheerful.
"Going to class?" she asked, tossing the robe away.
"Uh uh. See you later." Brooke blurted out, hurrying out of the room and down the hall. Her head was whirling with graphic images of herself and the blonde woman, only in her head it was Robin, not the strange, husky, mean looking woman who had fucked her so harshly.
She shook her head, as if to clear it, cursing under her breath. Why were these awful things happening to her? What was wrong with her that she kept having these lewd, disgusting images and urges? Why, she wanted to fuck Robin. Robin! What was with her? She'd never shown any gay signs before. Why now?
She made it to class in time, but heard very little of the lecture. Instead her mind continued to ponder this strange obsession that was taking hold of her, and continued to flash over carnal, crude, sensuous images of herself and other Robin, as well as the blonde, and various men, some of whom she didn't even know.
Also, where her sexual fantasies of men used to be soft and romantic, focusing on the loving there were be between them, on the soft light and the smooth melding of bodies and souls, now her fantasies were all raw, crude, obscene graphic images, focusing on sex organs, on brutal thrusting and grinding and moanings.
What would it be like, she wondered, to feel a real man between her legs, fucking her. Fucking her! Maybe I should try it soon before I turn into a homo, she sniffed to herself. Homos were not treated with much respect in the legal community in general and certainly wouldn't be well received by her parents.
She trembled at the thought of letting a man at her body, letting him use her. Who could she do it with? Who's respect did she not care about? Who could she tolerate looking at her with knowing eyes thereafter?
Nobody here at school, that was certain. What she needed was someone like that woman at the shop, someone she didn't know and who didn't know her. A quick, once only fling to ensure her heterosexuality. Maybe that was it. Maybe she'd just gone too long without sex.
She'd heard of people getting desperate for sex after going without for a long time. She hadn't known it applied to virgins, but then, she wasn't a true virgin, not without her cherry, and especially after doing herself with that tube of toothpaste and letting that awful woman use that dildo on her.
So how would she find a man to fuck her? Well, it shouldn't be that hard. Men were all complete sluts. She'd just pick one out and ask. She felt a bolt of excitement at the thought. God! What a slutty thing to do! Imagine going up to a complete stranger and asking him to fuck her!
But a complete stranger was what she needed. She didn't have time for all that dating shit. She had mid-terms coming up. Besides, she didn't want him knowing who she was. She'd fuck him and get it over with, see what it was all about, make sure she was healthy sexually, then get back to her studies.
Robin went out that night, as usual. Brooke waited until she was gone, then jumped out of her chair, pulled on a pair of black pants and a bright red blouse, took down her jacket from a hanger, and went out herself. She would simply find one of those sleazy pickup bars and pick up somebody.
Half an hour later she was at a place called Guidos. She walked in, sat at the bar, ordered a drink, and began to scan the room, looking for someone attractive but safe looking. After all, she didn't want to get some weirdo and wind up in pieces in a dumpster.
The place was crowded. There were dozens of steel and glass tables scattered around. The walls were a dark blue, and the long bar was silver. Pounding rock music came over the sound system, so loud she could hardly hear herself think.
Just below the sound of the music was the babble of many people speaking at once. She looked around, scanning and rating the men who seemed to be alone. She knew basically how this was played, but was in a hurry. She wasn't, after all, searching for a meaningful relationship, just a hard fucking to get her mind off smutty sex.
Still, she was frightened. She'd never been seen naked by a man before and the idea was scary. She'd never seen a man naked in person either, especially his, uh... his thing. Well, she knew how things were done in bed and she was sure the guy would have more experience than her.
"Would you like to dance?"
At first she didn't hear him for all the noise. He had to tap her on the shoulder and then repeat himself. She glanced appraisingly at him as he grinned and looked on inquiringly.
"Okay." she said. She let him take her hand and lead her out to the dance floor, where the danced a couple of dances. He wasn't bad, really. They moved back to the bar where he introduced himself as Bruce. Perfect. She couldn't imagine knowing anyone named Bruce.
He was just telling her about his work, he was fireman of all things, when she decided he might as well be the one. She glanced at her watch, then back at him, holding up a hand to still his chatter. He stopped obligingly.
"I hope this doesn't embarrass you, but I have a request."
"Uh, well, ask."
"I know this is going to seem a little slutty, but could we go to your place and have sex?" She felt her face reddening as she said it. Bruce's eyes widened in disbelief, then he looked around, as if to see if this were some kind of joke being played on him.
"You kidding?"
"No. I don't do this often. In fact, I don't ever do this. You see, I'm too busy with my studies to worry about sex and stuff, so I think maybe it's affecting my work and I'm starting to get these really disgusting images and daydreams and fantasies and it's making it hard to concentrate and I'm thinking strange thoughts about my roommate, and... " She was babbling like an imbecile. He was looking at her like she'd just fallen out of a space saucer.
"Look, if you don't want to... " "No, no, no!" I'll be glad to! My pleasure!"
"Do you have some place we could go to?"
"Uh, well, I have a roommate, too."
"Well, what about a motel, then? They don't cost much, do they?"
"I uh, don't think they do, no."
"Fine, we'll go to the closest motel. Do you have a car?"
"Yes ma'am." He led her across towards the door by the arm, then walked her out onto the street. "What did you say your name was?"
"Chris." she lied.