Chapter 8
"Oh no," Angie whispered. Suddenly what Jack had said was real. He was going to make her fuck all these men. She shrank back into the seat and stared at them in utter terror.
They all looked like construction workers-big, hefty men, muscles bulging out of their shirts. They had all been drinking and their eyes lit up as they saw the lovely bride huddled in her chair. They stopped and looked her over.
"There she is," said Brenda. "Good as new, or almost." She giggled. "What do you think?"
"Wow," said one of the men. He was tall, well over six feet and good looking with fair hair. He came closer, looking at Angie uncertainly.
"And she's all yours," said Jack, coming forward. "Fuck her." He turned and left, winking at Candy as he passed her on the stairs.
"Fuck," said another of the men. He was shorter, but had even more muscles than the first. He too came forward, staring at Angie all the time.
"Jack!" Angie screamed.
She leaped out of the chair and ran for the stairs. None of the men tried to stop her, but Jack turned and met her, walking back down until she collapsed in a heap at his feet.
"Jack, please don't, please, I'll be good! I'll do anything you want, but don't make me do that, please!" Angie sobbed.
Jack laughed. "Come on, guys," he said. "Come get her."
"No!" Angie screamed and tried to climb up past her terrible husband.
With another laugh he tripped her with his foot and shoved her back down the stairs. It was only a few steps and Angie landed in a crumpled heap at the feet of the four men. Her baby-doll nightie was up around her waist and only her semi-transparent panties protected her blonde pussy from their stares.
"Shit," one of them breathed. He was medium height and the only one of them wearing glasses. "That's some pair of tits, she's got." He reached out and ran his hands inside the neck of Angie's nightie. "Ohhhhh, yeahhh," he grunted, grabbing at her sore tit-mounds. "What the fuck?" he said, looking at the crimson-whipped tit flesh.
"Yeah," said Jack lightly. "She's a stupid little bitch sometimes, still needs some training."
"Leave me alone," Angie wept.
She struggled up and tried to get the nightie to fit back over her ass. The man hauled her up and crushed her to his chest.
Angie struggled and sobbed, but she had no chance against the iron-hard muscles. The man held her with one hand and pulled at the neck of her nightie with the other. The material parted at once and he ripped until both her luscious tits were bare.
"Ohhhhh fuck me gently," he said. Holding Angie by the arm, he ran his rough hands over her tits, pinching the nipples until she was moaning in pain. "Ohhhh, I gotta fuck this.'
"Well, put her over the table," said Brenda, "that's what it's for."
The man glanced over at the wedding tables, bare except for the debris of the celebration.
"Go on," said Brenda. "Somebody's got to fuck her first. Come here, big boy." She went up to the tall blonde one and sank to her knees in front of him. "How about a blow before you get stuck into her?"
Her skillful fingers unzipped his pants and she pulled his big, rock-hard cock out. He gave a low groan as she slid her mouth over the swollen tip and licked at it.
That stopped any hesitation from the men. Angie screamed as the one with glasses hauled her toward the tables. She pounded her fists on the man's chest, but it made no difference. He got her to the table and slammed her down on her back. Bits of wrapping paper from her presents crunched under her body and more of it floated off to the floor.
"Leave me alone!" Angie yelled, her body tense with fear.
"Come on, Mac," said the fourth man. He was shorter than the rest of them and fatter, but he was just as muscular. His balding head shone in the lights. "Get on with it, I wanna fuck her."
"Hold the little shit down then," snarled Mac. He was struggling with his zipper, pulling it past his rigid prick.
Two men grabbed Angie by the shoulders and held her down on the table. It only took one hand each. Angie yelled and struggled as both of them played with her tits, pulling them, stretching her nipples out from her tit flesh until the pain made her moan. She saw Mac, his rampant cock standing out of his pants. Candy stood beside him, running her hand up and down the shaft as he stared at the lovely young blonde laid out for him.
"Now don't be shy," Candy said with a grin. "Fuck the shit outa her and I'll suck you hard again afterwards. Then you can have her again."
Angie struggled, but the men held her firmly. Mac forced her legs apart, pushing her thighs until he could reach out and take her thin panties in his strong hands.
"Go on," said Candy. "She's a rich bitch, she can buy more."
Mac ripped the tiny panties off in one heave and then shoved Angie's thighs even farther apart.
"No!" Angie screamed, but her legs were forced open until Mac got the tip of his cock at the lips of her pussy. "No!" she screamed again, but Mac gave a push and the tip of his fuck shaft ran into her cunt.
"Shit, she's wet," Mac said, and Angie wept in shame. She hadn't realized that her pussy had betrayed her. Her cunt was ready and willing for the terrible rape.
"Leave me alone!" she raved.
Mac just gave a grin and rammed his cock deep into her pussy.
"Way to go!" Candy cheered. She came around to the man holding one of Angie's shoulders. He was enormous, with a bushy black beard.
Mac rammed his cock harder into Angie's pussy, and Angie closed her eyes. She was faint with disgust at the depravity of it all.
"Aaaagghhh!" she moaned as Mac fucked her harder and faster.
She twisted as far as she could, but the hands holding her shoulders didn't give up, and Mac held her thighs in a grip of iron. Dimly she watched Candy pull the bearded man's cock out.
His was airnost as big as Jack's, and Angie knew she would pass out when he stuck that terrible thing in her. The idea of being fucked by a man who looked as if he was a disgusting working man was more than enough to make her fear for her life.
"Ohhhhh shit, ohhh shit!" Mac moaned. Angie could feel his cock jumping in her cunt. He was going to shoot. His hips beat at her body, forcing his cock deep into her pussy with each stroke. "Ohhhh fuck, I'm coming!"
"Go for it, Mac!" Candy shouted. She worked the bearded man's cock, sliding her fingers up and down as they all watched Mac fucking his prick into Angie.
"Yeahhhhh!" Mac yelled.
Angie felt the first jet of cum splash into her pussy.
Mac bellowed, his head back, his cock spurting jism, filling Angie's cunt as it fucked in and out to the pace of his climax. "Ohhhhh, fuck, she's tight!" Mac bellowed. "Ohhhh fuck, ohhhh yeahhh!"
His yells sank to a satisfied moan as his cock jumped and twitched in Angie's helpless body. The hot white goo ran out, mashing into the walls of her pussy as he fucked her and slowly fell forward across her tits.
Cum was already oozing out of Angie's pussy and over her thighs. She wondered how much more there would be before the night was over. She felt desperately violated, and yet there was an awful excitement too. She knew she would die if that huge brutal man holding her shoulders fucked her.
The huge bearded man seemed content for the moment to have Candy work on him, particularly since she was leaning down, working the tip of his cock with her hot little mouth. The shorter, balding one took his hands off her tits and went to take Mac's place.
"Fuck," he said as he looked at Angie. "Your fuckin' cum's all over the place, Mac. You have to shoot so much?"
"Oh, I'll clean it up," said Brenda. She was there, holding the tall good-looking man by the cock. He looked as if he couldn't believe his luck. Brenda bent at the waist and licked at the cum running over Angie's thighs.
"Leave me alone!" Angie shrieked. It was bad enough to be raped by all these men without having to suffer the indignity of a woman licking her as well. But the hands on her shoulders pushed down harder and Brenda's skillful tongue worked its way up the soft flesh of her thighs until it played around the lips of her pussy.
Brenda murmured contentedly. She had reason to. The fair-haired man was behind her. He flipped her short skirt up over her ass and slid her panties down until Brenda could step out of them.
He slid his cock into her demanding cunt, and she gave a sigh of utter lust and sank her mouth into the open lips of Angie's pussy.
Angie wept in fear and frustration. She was being treated like a whore, a prisoner to the lusts of these terrible pwple. The hands on her shoulders and tits pushed down and played with her flesh as if they owned her. She looked up and saw the bearded man looking down at her with his mouth open. Candy was sucking his cock, sliding his prick deeper with each pass.
Brenda's hot licking was doing its work. Brenda worked her tongue deep into Angie's fucked pussy hole, licking and sucking for all she was worth. The fair-haired man behind Brenda rammed his cock into her cunt, forcing Brenda's mouth harder onto Angie's spasming pussy lips.
"Ohhhh no," Angie moaned.
Brenda shoved Angie's legs apart as she sucked her wet pussy. Then she pushed them up so she could lick even deeper. The two men by Angie's head watched as Brenda sucked and got fucked.
"Oh, leave me alone," Angie moaned, "leave me alone."
"How's it going, Tom?" the balding man asked the one fucking Candy. "She good?"
"Good?" Tom groaned. "She's fuckin' dynamite. I'm gonna shoot my wad at any time." His hips beat at Brenda's ass as his rampant cock fucked in and out of her willing cunt.
"Hey, this little whore's coming," said the balding man. His hands worked their way over Angie's shoulder and down to her tits. "Look at the little fucker. Come on, baby, let's see you do it." His fingers wrapped around Angie's sore nipples and pulled at them. "Heeeyyyy! She really gets off on that."
"Go on, Rod, pull her tits, pull 'em!" yelled the bearded man. His cock was deep in Candy's wicked little throat and he grasped Angie's body with a force that burst pain deep into her chest. His breathing was ragged and his cock jumped at each touch Candy gave it.
Rod was only too willing to work on Angie's tits. His hands ran over them, pulling the soft, still-red flesh. His cock thrust out, looking for a soft hole to sink in. He almost drooled over the sight of the helpless blonde lying on her back.
Angie gasped. Brenda pushed her legs back farther and Rod took one hand off Angie's tor- tured tit to grab her ankle and pull her leg down hard. Angie's body racked with the pain as Brenda made things worse by sucking her already-painful clit between her sharp front teeth. Angie tensed, moaning. She knew what was coming.
"Ohhhhh shit!" Tom yelled. "Ohhhh shit, ohhhh yeahhhh!"
He threw his head back and roared as his cock shot cum deep into Brenda's cunt. He grabbed Brenda's ass and leaned on her as his climax burst over his body.
"Yeahhlih, fuck her, Tom!" the bearded man shouted. He gave up holding Angie and his hands went down round Candy's head. As his own come rose, he grabbed handfuls of her red hair and drew her face harder onto his cock.
Candy moaned and her throat opened to take him. Her fingers played with her pussy as she sucked the enormous prick. She was coming herself, her legs trembling and her tits thrusting in to rub against the rough jeans on the bearded man 5 legs.
Angie wanted to bury her head and creep away. She had never been so humiliated in her life.
"Fuckin' Jesus," said Tom as he stood, his slowly softening cock still in Brenda's cunt. He looked at Angie as the blonde heaved and screamed, one hand on Brenda's head, the other running over her own tits, spreading the hot jism from Jim's spurting cock. "She was supposed to be a frigid bitch."
Candy laughed as she held Jim's cock and let the last dribbles of sperm run out of it.
"See how well we do?" she asked and then sank her mouth over the cock, sucking up what she could of the cum that was left.
Angie moaned as Brenda pulled her hot little mouth away from her desperate cunt.
"Fuck," said the little nympho, "she gets outa hand."
Brenda was clearly getting her breath back. She gave a low moan as Jim slid his cock out of her cunt. He held her tits through the thin fabric of her blouse and caressed them, working his already-stirring cock into the crack of her ass. "Ohhhh yesss, big boy. Get it hard again, we gotta lot of fucking to do."
Angie was gasping, but not for breath. She needed more, but she wouldn't admit it. Her legs trembled and her pussy throbbed with a violence that almost made he scream with frustration. She had to rub her pussy, she had to. Her hand crept down. It was all right, she assured herself. She wasn't going to masturbate. She was going to rub the pain away.
Then Rod took a hand. His cock was still hard and desperate to fuck something. He grabbed Angie's arms and pulled her back until her head was over the table edge.
"Fuck this," he gasped. "I'm gonna get me some. Suck it, you little cunt, suck it!"
A sudden, violent anger flared in Angie. She couldn't get what she wanted and she had to suck another cock. Her fingers dug deep into her pussy flesh and she watched Rod's fucker thrusting for her mouth. It heaved at her lips, ran through until it came up against her teeth.
"Suck it, bitch!" Rod roared.
Then her anger got the better of her and Angie made a terrible mistake. As the explosion of mixed fury and lust burst out of her pussy and surged through her bdy, she bit Rod's cock. Hard.