Chapter 2
Four days without seeing Mark had made Amy realize exactly how much she missed him. And if she had had a car, she would have gone to him. Her aunt and uncle had gone into Tyler, leaving her alone for three days.
Even going to the hog show seemed exciting, now that she was faced with three days on the farm. The nearest neighbor four miles away and even then, Aunt Marion had warned her not to go near the Barlow place.
"Those three boys of theirs are no good," her hawk-faced aunt had said. "Been in and out of the state school more times than I can count. But they don't bother us none-anymore." She looked at her husband.
"Not since I peppered their asses," Uncle Bob laughed, looking at the shotgun over the mantle.
"Now, you're sure you won't go with us into Tyler?" Aunt Marion persisted. "Why, a pretty, young filly like you ought to get out. There's gonna be all kinds of nice boys at the hog show."
I'll bet, Amy thought.
That had been only a few hours ago and Amy already missed the sound of human voices. But most of all she wondered how she could have been such an idiot to leave Mark in the first place.
Amy went into her room and lay back on the quilted spread, her eyes on the ceiling. Then, without thinking, she felt her fingers slowly begin to move over the mound of her cunt. A delicate froth soon glued her silk panties to the warm, hairy flesh between her thighs.
"Oh, Mark, I'm going to let you stick that big cock inside me just as soon as I get back," she whispered, digging her fingers under her skirt and touching the delicate fringe of hair wisping from beneath the elastic bands of her panties. "Right in here."
When her fingers finally touched the puckered, rose-colored opening of her pussy, she arched her back and felt a gnawing itch form at the back of her canal.
Right inside, she thought, probing her finger into her hot cunt. Juices stung her flesh like acid and her fluttering muscles pulled her finger more deeply inside.
"Oh, God, I want it so bad I can taste it," she gasped, squeezing her fingertip over the slightly spasming membranes of her cunt. "Yes, ohhh-yes, I must have been an idiot to wait like this."
She had made up her mind, that was one good thing. No more teasing, no more putting it off. When she saw Mark, she was going to pull him to the bed and stuff that hard prick in her cunt so quick it was going to make his head swim!
It would be all hard and rubbery and fill her insides deliciously. And after he'd poked through that delicate virgin membrane and the blood of her cherry frothed around his cock, he would fuck straight inside and load her cunt full of the sweet juice she'd sucked down so many times.
"Oh, I can't wait!" Amy grunted, writhing with anguished passion. "Mmmm, if only I could have something hard inside me now."
She cast a hunted glance around the room, looking for something-anything-hard and shaped like a cock. Her eyes fell on the hairbrush on the dresser. Quickly, she got off the bed and reached for it with trembling hands.
While she looked at her figure in the mirror, trying to see it as Mark might, she probed the end of the plastic handle into the corn-colored patch of cunt hair. As the hardness of the handle sent slightly painful jolts flashing around her opening, her eyes flashed a deeper green. Her pink lips parted in a gasp of hunger.
"Ohhhh, fuck me," she groaned, jutting her hips and pushing more of the handle inside her cunt. "Just like that. All the way in . . ."
As the handle slipped farther inside, she felt a sudden prickle of pain. Quickly, she jerked the hairbrush away and looked at the tip of the handle. It was covered with opaque, pink I juice.
Horrified, Amy grabbed a small mirror and got back to the bed. She spread her legs wide and held the mirror between her knees, pulled the opening of her cunt wide with her right hand.
How awful it would be to fuck out her own cherry with the handle of a hairbrush! After waiting all these years.
God, don't let it be so . . .
No, it was still there, she thought. She had only torn it a little and maybe, if she let it alone, it would grow back by the time she saw Mark.
She wanted him-his cock-to do it, to tear it apart and admit him inside her for her first big prick.
"God, I must be crazy," she said, looking at the hairbrush now as if it were some monster. "I, I'm saving it for you, Mark," she said to the ceiling. "Mmmmm, only you . . ."
Still, the itch in her pussy was almost unbearable. She dropped the mirror and again placed her fingers at the puckered opening. If she didn't gouge inside and just played with her rubbery, throbbing clit, she might get enough relief.
Amy stretched the loose folds of skin back, revealing the small pink nub of her clit. As it stood from her slick pussy membranes, she felt her insides turn to butter. She began rubbing her fingers over the small bud of hard flesh, feeling lightning jolts of pleasure race backward.
"Fuck me! God, fuck me," she cried, pushing her hips upward, trying to imagine what it would be like to have Mark's thick, spurting cock inside her virgin cunt. "All the way. Make it hurt, Mark. Kill me with that sweet cock of yours."
Finally, a flood of relief swept over her body. She fell back, her chest heaving with satisfaction, well, almost satisfaction. The itch was still there, like some kind of mocking voice inside her.
"I'd better get some air," she said to herself, frightened with her emotions. "I might attack that damned doorknob."
But walking in the woods behind the house only seemed to remind her of the throbbing between her legs. Each time her thighs slipped together, she felt a new hunger inside her body. The next three days would be pure hell, she realized.
Suddenly, Amy stopped when she heard loud, masculine laughter. She crouched behind a tree and peered through the bushes at a reflection in the distance.
It was a large pond. On the edge of the far embankment, poised to jump, was a young man. He was naked, his muscular flesh glistening wet. And beneath his meaty thighs dangled a massive, limp cock. The boy was as blond as she was and even from that distance Amy could tell that his eyes were a deep blue.
His eyes, however, held little more than curious interest. What she concentrated on was the thick slab of cock. Christ, if it were that big when it was soft, what must it look like when it got hard? she wondered. It was at least as big as Mark's, or maybe even bigger!
She felt the throbbing in her pussy become more intense and felt the back of her mouth constrict. That must be one of the Barlow boys, she thought, the ones her aunt and uncle had warned her about. r
He doesn't look all that mean, she thought.
Suddenly, two more boys came into view. They were a little younger, but they both had bodies of men, tall and muscular. One of them had hair black as coal, and the other's hair reflected a burnished gold.
And all that raw, naked cock!
Amy knew she should retrace her steps and forget about then, but her eyes seemed drawn to the pond, as if by some kind of magnet. She knelt down and peered more closely through the bushes, an almost desperate look of need in her green eyes.
The boys cavorted around in the water like seals, their muscles glinting with water in the afternoon sun. Amy began memorizing the hard planes of their bodies and she felt her insides churn with a desire that was so dark it made her ashamed.
What if she just walked through the bushes, took off her clothes and joined them? And then after they had seen her naked body, she would lie down on the grass and spread her legs. One by one they would crawl between her thighs and fuck her raw. The first one-the giant blond-would fuck out her cherry.
No, she was saving that for Mark. It Would be his cock to do it, not some stranger's. Still, it didn't hurt to pretend.
Amy hiked her skirt up around her waist and yanked her panties down. Immediately, her fingers found the pulsating mound of her cunt and probed at the itchy opening. With her eyes on the boys, she began diddling herself quickly, having to bite her lower lip to keep from screaming.
All that cock over there, she said, her chest heaving with excitement. Mmmmmmm, one by one . . . Stick it to me, you little bull studs. Load me up with hot cum. I want gallons of it.
"Hey, let's go fuck Susie," the tall blond said suddenly, his words causing Amy to flinch.
"You go ahead," the dark-haired one said. "I'm gonna swim some more."
"Me too," the other brother said.
Amy watched the blond boy gather up his clothes and disappear into the woods. Still, there were two others she could watch.
She stabbed her fingers deeper inside her pussy and felt her climax begin to glow like a kerosene lamp. Gyrating her hips and quickly moving her hand around, she felt the intensity becoming almost overwhelming.
"Fuck me," she whispered, her eyes becoming glazed with ecstasy. "Mmmmmm, fuck me and let me suck you."
While Amy fucked her fingers in and out of her pussy with her right hand, she lifted her left hand to her lips. She opened her mouth and sucked her middle finger inside, pretending it was a cock.
God, wouldn't that be fantastic? she thought. Oh, to have a big prick reaming out her pussy while she licked on another one!
I'm terrible! Amy said to herself. Just a few days ago I was worrying myself sick over just one and now I'm hungry for two-or three- or a whole army of cocks!
With her climax came a burning shame. And although she was technically still a virgin, in her mind she felt like a cheap whore. She jerked to her feet and whirled to escape sight of the boys and her own horrible thoughts.
She ran right into the arms of the blond boy and let out a scream of surprise.
"I never seen nothing like that before," the boy said, stunned. "You were jacking your pussy and sucking your finger." j
Amy thought the world had closed in on her. Never before had she imagined feeling so humiliated, so caught. How long had he been there? Christ, long enough to see her do-that!
"I, I've got to go," she said, flushing beet red, trying to move her body around his.
"No fucking way, baby," the blond-haired boy said, grabbing her shoulders. "If sneaking around watching us naked makes you so hot, no telling how you fuck."
"Fuck?" Amy gasped, as if the word were somehow foreign.
"And suck," the boy laughed. "Want to lick on my prick like you was doin' your finger?"
"No!" Amy shrieked in horror.
"Well, you're gonna," the boy said, slamming his hands down on her shoulders, knocking her to her knees before him. "And you're gonna suck my big prick dry."
Amy thought the world had come to an end when she felt the hard texture of the boy's cock against her cheek. She had wondered how big it would be when it got hard and now she knew.
It was a monster of rubbery flesh, throbbing like an angry snake. And it sprang from a thick mesh of wiry hair that glistened in the shadowy light of the woods. The loose foreskin was pulled all the way back, revealing an enormous, oval-shaped head the color of a wound.
"No. I won't!" she said, finally getting her wits about her.
She tried to struggle free, but her efforts were met with a hard crack of pain across her face. He had slapped her!
She gasped, her mind exploding with terror.
"Baby, you're gonna suck me off and I don't give a shit whether you like it or not," the boy said, looking down with a sadistic glint in his blue eyes. "But if I have to beat the holy fuck out of you, you're gonna eat out my cum."
Amy wished she'd never been born. To save up her virtue and then have it spilled in these godforsaken woods by this animal!
Terror gave way to an anger that made the back of her mouth taste coppery. She would die before she let him have her like this!
She bared her nails and clawed at his smooth, hairless stomach for all she was worth, leaving long, red welts. But she instantly regretted her action, for the boy slapped and kicked at her in rage, his body looming over hers like some evil, pagan god.
"Fucking bitch! I ought to beat the shit out of you," he grunted, grabbing her around the throat and squeezing his fingers into her flesh until her eyes bulged. "Now, you gonna eat me, or do I have to fucking stick it in a corpse's mouth?"
Amy knew he was serious. He just might kill her. Her eyes clouded with terror, then watered with tears as her lungs became an oven, begging for air.
"Gonna suck?" the boy demanded.
Amy nodded her head, then opened her mouth. She felt the pressure of his throbbing cockhead against her lips and push between her teeth.
"OK, baby, suck on it," the blond-haired boy said, releasing his hands from her throat.
Amy sucked cock and air in at the same time, causing her throat to gurgle noisily. A split-second later, his wiry, blond hairs were crushing against her nose, his balls pulsating over her chin. She choked, feeling his cockhead expand inside her esophagus.
"Wow . . . you can take it all," the boy laughed, holding the back of her head. "But, guess you didn't have much choice, did you?"
His laugh chilled Amy to the bone.
It wasn't happening! It couldn't be! Oh, God, what a moron I was to leave Mark and not to go with my aunt and uncle!
Still, it wasn't the end of the world. When he'd taken his pleasure, he might let her go and then she could race back to the house and call the police. At least her virginity would still be intact.
"Eat on it, cunt," the boy growled, pumping his ass back and forth. "Gonna fucking give you so much cum it blows out your cocksucking ears."
Amy closed her eyes, wondering how she could endure such humiliation! To be forced to suck off this monster, to lick out his cum! If only I can survive for a few more minutes, she thought. Then it will be over, he'll be drained, and then . . .
His cock plugged her throat completely as it expanded, ready to explode with his cum. And as she gagged for air, she felt a new horror creep into her mind.
It couldn't be!
But yes, there it was. A delicate spasm in the back of her cunt, oozing forward like an oily stream. And as it neared her cunt opening, she felt her throat constrict, actually hugging his cock as if she liked it.
How could she possibly like this? She was being raped in the mouth by this bastard! She refused to believe that the sensations inside her body were her own.
"Almost there, baby," the young man panted, crushing his full weight forward. "Ready, ready for a hot load of cum to eat out?"
No! A million times, no! She heard her throat gurgle.
Before she could even think about it, her throat became flooded with a boiling mass of cum so thick it almost choked her to death. She grabbed at his pumping ass, clawing at the taut muscles to pull him away. But, to her ultimate horror, she found her hands pushing him harder against her face. It was the most difficult thing she had ever done in her life, but she somehow managed to command her hands to drop to her sides.
"Lick it, cocksucker," the boy moaned, pounding in more of his cum-load. He could feel it sloshing around his prick and melting from her lips and drop to his balls. "Come on! Do a good job, bitch. Eat it all, don't spill a drop."
Amy couldn't explain it-didn't want to explain it-but she began gobbling on his prick I until her jaws ached. And each time a scalding lump of jism showered the back of her throat, she felt the passion rise in her body. Then her orgasm split her guts apart like a clawing hand. She spluttered a mass of cum into his wiry crotch hairs, praying that the boy wouldn't notice her reaction.
"All of it, whore," the rough, sadistic voice commanded. "Eat me dry. Gonna ream out this sweet mouth with my cock."
After what seemed a horrible yet delicious eternity, Amy felt him slow his movements. His prick was dry, but the taste of his acrid cum Was still as strong as ever. Her own orgasm had subsided to a dull, mocking throb and she felt awash with degradation.
"You suck even better than Susie does," the boy said, pulling his prick from her throat. He still held her close, squirming his hips around, letting his half-hard prick crawl over her cheeks. "Mmmmmmm, you let me know when you're ready for another load, OK?"
Another load! Was he insane?
"Please ... let me go," Amy gasped, trying to pull free. "I won't call the police if you'll just let me ... "
Her words became a choking cry when she heard a loud laugh behind her. She turned quickly and saw that the other two boys were standing only a few feet away, their bodies still glistening with water from the pond.
"Hey, who's the bitch?" the black-haired one said, looking hungrily at the rounded angles of Amy's ass. "You never told us about her, Zeke."
"Just found her here beating her pussy while she watched you two swim," Zeke said with a laugh. "Figured she must be pretty cock-hungry."
"Who are you?" the black-haired boy said, moving closer to Amy.
Amy felt as if she were at some bizarre tea party. She was so confused, so terrified, but she managed to answer.
"Amy Livingston," she replied. "I'm visiting my aunt and uncle." Suddenly, anger burned in her mind with such power, she spoke without thinking. "And when they get back, Uncle-"
"Get back?" Zeke said, quickly. "They go to the hog show in Tyler?"
"No, they're home, expecting me," Amy lied, her eyes wide with terror. "And if I'm not back, they'll-"
"I'll bet you fucking money they went to the hog show, Alex," Zeke said to his younger brother. He then looked down at Amy and added, "Now ain't that gonna work out just fine? Our ma and pa have gone to the show, too. For three whole days."
"They didn't go, they changed their minds," Amy spluttered, grasping for straws. The idea of being anywhere in the same place with these three animals was too awful even to think about. "Just let me go. I won't tell anyone, I'll-"
"Let's all go and see if they're home," the younger boy suggested. "And then if they're not . . . "
He let his statement hang in the air like a sword over Amy's head. She felt her blood freeze with cold terror.
"Hey, Jimmy, you lead the way," Zeke told his other brother. "Alex and I'll make sure this sweet pussy doesn't try to get away."
"Don't, please, that hurts, don't," Amy gasped, feeling two pairs of rough hands on her body.
"Wha-what are you going to do?" she said, stumbling through the woods between them.
"Well, if your aunt and uncle aren't home, we're gonna fuck you right in their bed," Zeke laughed. "And if they are," he added, "we'll just have to drag you back into the woods and fuck you there. Either way, baby, you're gonna get fucked."
"Let's hurry," Alex said. ' Then, Amy found herself being dragged through the woods toward the house.