Chapter 3
"Get away from me, you creep!"
Patty bent down to pick up the sandal that slipped off her foot.
Behind her Jack was running quickly, his trousers zipped up again.
"Get back here!" he demanded. There was a new tone in his voice, a tone the girl didn't care for. She looked around her frantically. Up front above the high eucalyptus trees she saw the glow of the Westwood lights. All around her, however, was open field ... that and the cemetery several blocks ahead. Patty felt chilled at the thought of traipsing through a cemetery at night. "Let me go!"
Jack was holding her by the shoulders now, shaking her violently. In the moonlight she could see his jaws firmly set. There was determination in his eyes as his fingers bruised her upper arms.
"You're hurting me. Let go or I'll scream," she threatened, feeling her chest tighten with real fear.
"Like hell you will," Jack muttered, shoving her down to the ground.
He had pulled over in a grove of pines and let Patty out, following her out into this open field shortly after she scrambled from his car.
"Oh!"
He had knocked her to the ground, knocked her to the ground!
Patty screwed her eyes up to him, rubbing her sore shoulders with both hands. The night air was starting to grow cooler and damp. He was breathing heavily, one hand rubbing that bulging crotch. Patty knew he was going to rape her if she didn't have the sense to give in. But something perverse made her inch away from the big young teenager. The unmown field grass tickled her knees and toes as she backed up.
"You little shit. You think you can prance that little ass of yours around school and get away with it?" Jack was purposely working himself up.
"Man, you ain't gonna," he said, letting out a shuddering laugh. "No way, 'cause I'm gonna take care of that cunt if no one else will."
"No, NO!"
Patty scrambled to her feet, spreading her arms widely apart for balance. She slipped on the wet grass as she spun around, pitching forward, giving Jack enough time to realize what she was doing and catch up.
"OOWWWWW!"
He'd grabbed her hair, filling his palm with several blonde strands.
Curling his fingers around them he jerked her back. Patty screamed again, her arms shooting out, her eyelids flickering as her knees buckled and she fell to the ground again.
"What are you doing?" she gasped in disbelief.
Jack still held her hair. He jerked her close, her mouth striking the side of one leg. Her lip cracked. She could taste blood. This was medieval! Moaning the young woman curled her fingers into two fists and started beating wildly at the football star's legs. She thought about punching him in the groin. Jack must have read her mind.
Growling, he stepped to one side, dragging her in that direction.
Patty followed, her hands now beating at his arms. She could feel several of the roots tearing from her scalp. Was he going to snatch her bald? The pain brought tears to her eyes as she crawled helplessly along in that grotesque position.
"Man, it's gonna feel real nice sinkin' my cock into your cunt," Jack whispered.
Patty glanced up and saw they were crawling toward a grove of tall bushes.
"No, oh God, let me go!" she wailed.
"Sure, yeah," he answered, saying nothing more until they were by the bushes. Patty sighed with relief when the big man let her hair go, then stepped behind her. "You gonna scream again?"
Patty cringed, feeling defeated. He'd beat her. Something terribly savage had been suddenly released in the young man. She didn't dare do anything against his will.
"No," she answered in a weak voice, shaking her head from side to side.
"Good," Jack said, smacking his lips in triumph.
The blonde teenager watched breathlessly as Jack unzipped his trousers again, pulling his flannel checked shirt from the waistband. He had the fixed stare of a hungry sewer rat as he stared hotly at her. And when he pulled his fat nine-inch cock out the girl let out a gasp of surprise. In the car it hadn't seemed that long, that thick!
"You like it, eh, baby? Plenty of the girls around here dig it. Man, you ain't gonna want nothin' else when I get through with you." With that, Jack pushed down his trousers and freed his balls.
"Oh!"
A flash of terror made the girl back up. Patty knew she should try to fight him. But staring at his long dick made her terrified. She didn't want that thing popping her cherry. It was bad enough he was going to rape her ... but fucking her with something that long would surely tear her to pieces!
"I told you to stay still!" the young boy growled.
Patty tensed as he raised a hand. He let her retreat a bit back toward the bushes. While she knelt cringing he advanced. In a moment the blonde teen realized some of her hair had snagged on the branches.
Whimpering she desperately thrashed the bushes with her hands, trying to free herself. Jack laughed, watching the wild scene for several minutes.
Then, as Patty watched helplessly, he drew one hand high above his head, letting it fall down in a sweeping arc toward her head. She held her breath, tensing for the blow that would surely follow.
"AHHHHHH!"
The force of his open-handed slap knocked her to one side, tearing her free from the bushes. Patty lay there, trying to catch her breath as the sting of his fingers against her right cheek made her sob.
"Why are you doing this to me?" she whined. Nothing had prepared the girl for this. Her mother had never told her some men were violent like this. Besides, Jack wasn't a man yet ... not really. He was just a teenager. He was the school's star athlete as well as a top scholar.
Teachers and students alike admired him. Patty had thought herself fortunate catching his eye and getting a date with him this evening.
She never would have guessed he could turn into such a sadist!
"`Cause I want to."
Jack let her cry for a moment. But the excitement was building quickly. He slid his shirt off his shoulders, then bent down to slip his shoes off. Patty criss-crossed her arms over her tits, curling her fingers over her shoulders as she fought for control. No, he wasn't going to have the pleasure of watching her sob hysterically during this rape. And it was a rape, wasn't it? She didn't have the slightest bit of excitement now.
Or was that a lie? In spite of the rough treatment, or perhaps because of it, the blonde felt a spasm pass through her pussy, making her clit tingle. She could tell she was getting wet down there between her legs, her unplowed cunt growing hot and swampy. An excruciating tickle was starting to pulse deep in her body. Oh, what kind of horrible woman was she turning out to be? Her mother was right when she called her a little slut a week ago.
"We're gonna have ourselves a nice fuck session," Jack said, finally stepping out of his trousers.
"You can't, not with that ..." she whispered hoarsely, pointing to his donkey dick.
"Yeah, with that," he responded, scratching his cock and balls.
Patty had slid back a little, watching that huge cock bob from side to side. It was so thick, thick and heavy across the head. She could tell even in the moonlight the head was darker than the rest of the rope-veined shaft. Patty tried to guess the width across the head. It seemed broader than two inches . . . that was all she could be certain of. It was much too big to fit inside her cunt. Patty couldn't believe Jack thought he could fuck her. Maybe he thought she'd been around the track several times.
"I ... I've never done this before," she stammered; glancing uneasily up at him.
"So what? Gotta be a first time for everybody," he said, shrugging, then advancing at her.
Patty could imagine the pain, the blood her mother had told her about the first time a woman receives a man between her legs. The stories made her crawl back. Jack moved quickly, taking her by the shoulders and shoving her back hard on the grass.
In a second he was on top of her. She felt his hands roaming freely over her body, pawing her naked belly, then sliding up to her tits while his knees pushed hers apart. Patty closed her eyes, her mouth a tight scar while the cords in her neck stood out. This was it, the rape she'd been dreading for the past few minutes.
There was a tearing sound, then the sensation of her tits being freed.
He'd ripped off her halter! "NO!"
Jack covered her mouth with one hand, telling her if she made another sound he'd slap her silly. The girl groaned, feeling his callused fingers rubbing over her lips. With his free hand the big stud started fondling her tits, pinching her nipples, making Patty groan with pain and . . . dare she admit it to herself ... with delight.
"Yeah, you're really gonna like this," he growled, pulling his hand off her mouth after he was sure she wouldn't scream.
"Please, don't . . . do that with . . . oh God," she whispered, wanting to cry hysterically.
Jack didn't pay attention to her protests anymore. He held his hands at her sides, then moved them forward, curling his fingers around the waistband of her shorts. There was more ripping, then the sensation of the cotton material sliding down her legs. Only her nylon panties stood between her cunt and his dick.
"Nice, real nice," he breathed, staring at her lithe, thin body.
Patty felt a flush of pride. She saw he was wildly excited here in the open field. The desire to fight him, to try to escape had faded. Now she waited, not knowing exactly for what. That, she was sure, Jack would show her.
With a groan the big man lowered his head, kissing her shoulders, then sliding down to her tits and licking those sore, itchy nipples until Patty heard herself groaning back.
"Told you I'd get you hot enough to dig it," he muttered, chuckling with triumph.
Patty didn't care what he told her. She groaned again, circling her arms around his back. He had beaten her, slapped her, called her all sorts of names and threatened her. And yet there she was, moving her ass on the ground, letting him touch her in all those forbidden private places! The young woman was confused, the pulsing in her cunt making her less and less rational. Slowly Patty was growing excited past anything called sanity.
"Oh, OHHH!"
Patty was panting, feeling very very weak. His hands moved down her body, tracking every curve. They finally stopped at the elastic waistband of her panties. She felt him sliding the briefs down. Ohhh, she was wet, awfully wet down there! It was the worst she'd ever been like that!
"Nice and hot and wet. Just the way I dig it," Jack muttered.
Patty bit her lower lip, hurting herself by touching the spot that had cracked open earlier. The girl gasped as the panties peeled away from her soaked cuntlips. How itchy that sensation was as the material trailed across her super-sensitive pussy.
"Oh, yeah, I'm gonna make sure you like every second of this. You're gonna want me between your legs from now on," he sighed.
Jack lowered his head suddenly between her thighs. At first Patty couldn't figure out why in the name of God he'd gone down there. Then she felt his mouth touching her cuntlips and the girl stiffened. A man putting his mouth on her pussy! The thought of it horrified her. Her mother had only told her about one position . . . the missionary fuck position. That sounded bad enough. But this?
"OHHHHHH!"
She felt his hot rough tongue moving gingerly along the flesh just to the sides of her puffy cuntlips. He was teasing her, rubbing his fingers back and forth over her thighs while blowing gently through her cuntal thicket. Patty wailed, rocking her ass from side to side.
The girl moved her body instinctively, surprised at her own attitude as Jack toyed with her.
"Oh, nice hot pussy," Jack moaned, feeling the heat from between her legs warming his cheeks and mouth. He growled, licking up between the swelling pussylips. Patty thought she was going to explode when he stiffened his tongue and shoved it inside.
"OHHHHH NOOOOO!"
The girl arched her back, supporting herself on her shoulders and balls of her feet. Her body trembled mightily as if she were suffering a fit. Jack was pleased, licking harder, even snarling. He sucked and lapped, drinking in the gouts of pussy juice oozing from her hairy slit.
Patty almost went into shock. His lips slid teasingly against her inner cuntlips, his teeth gouging her too. But that tongue! How was he doing it? In and out, in and out! He was actually fucking her with it, making her instinctively hunch back into his face. His fingers were pinching her thighs, his thumbs edging back toward her tight little asshole. Patty felt her cunt swelling against his mouth. Yes, this had to be one of the best feelings she'd ever had in her life. He could go on sucking and tonguing her all night!
"Yeah, yeah!" Jack moaned, backing up and picking several wiry cunthairs from between his teeth, then going back to her pussy.
Patty felt his tongue scraping around the narrow, hot tender fuckhole.
He was drinking up her pussy juice like a man thirsting for water. He sucked her raw, his cheeks caving in from the massive vacuum. For a while the girl thought he was going to tear her cherry loose.
As the blonde teen moaned and twisted under him he slid the tip of one thumb down, down her tight wet little asscrack until the ragged nail was pushing hard against her shitter. Patty protested, trying to wriggle away from the new intruder.
But Jack persisted, finally jamming it in up to the joint. The girl felt an incredible flash of heat shoot up from her shitter to her clit, making that tiny sex organ twitch and sputter deliciously.
"Oh, OHHHHH!"
Her flesh glistened with sweat. Patty felt her fingers tearing at the field grass while her ass pranced around in tight little circles.
"You move your butt real nice," Jack said. He was kissing up her belly, moving then under her tits, mouthing one then lapping at the other. Patty could smell her cunt on his cheeks. She felt faint.
"Pregnant ... you're gonna knock me up!"
"I don't use rubbers."
Patty panicked. She was pinned under him, helpless. Wouldn't it be a terrible joke if she wound up carrying his baby? What would her mother say? Her life would be ruined!
"Oh no, no, let me go!"
"Don't worry, babe. You ain't gonna get knocked up ... not the way I do things." "But ..."
It was useless to protest. If he wanted to drill her hole with his dick all night he would and Patty would just have to suffer the consequences. But there was something so honest, so self-assured about his last statement that the girl relaxed somewhat.
Jack new what he was doing. She'd have to settle for that.
Then she felt something hot and hard and stiff pressing against her outer cuntlips, already forcing itself through. Her pussylips flattened back. Jack's fat, slick, throbbing cockhead slipped back and forth, picking up her slickness, brushing against the tingling clit.
"Oh, damn, DAMN!" Patty cried. He was teasing her with his dick, shoving it into her tight little hole just a bit, then drawing it out, dragging his balls over her thighs. Patty was trying to catch her breath. At times the girl thought her heart had stopped.
"Beg for it, chick, beg for it!"
"Oh yes, yes," Patty sighed, wallowing her shoulders against the soft grassy ground. "Yes, give it to me, ohhh God, yessss!" she hissed.
"Relax and you're gonna enjoy this as much as I do."
Patty tried real hard to relax. Slowly she felt her cuntal muscles softening. Jack put his tongue in her ear, flicking it back and forth, making her almost giggle as he tensed his hairy buttocks and shoved down and in. To her disbelief and delight, Patty felt his cock slipping past her pulsing cuntal muscles, screwing deeper and deeper into her body. "Ohhhhh!" she shuddered.
The ridged bar was inside her now. Patty shivered with the sexy feeling of her cunt being filled with cockmeat ... completely stuffed with that fat bar of dick. Not too many girls could brag about taking all of his cock. Of course there was the matter of her cherry ... "STOP!"
Just at that point Patty felt him strike some barrier. Jack muttered something, telling her to brace herself as he drew back. Patty cried out for him to stop. But it was too late. There was a rushing sensation as the football player drove his prong into her hole. With a shriek Patty felt her cherry tear loose.