Chapter 11
"Stop it! Oh please, stop, I can't ... can't do this," Diane panted.
The sliding of his cock as it fucked deeper into her ass guts sent shivery hot thrills through her. Diane felt her ass filling quickly with Burt's prick. It was like having a steady, growing load of iron-hard heat in her shitter. She thought his prick would surely have to stop. There couldn't be any more.
"Uhhhh!"
Thank God! There was the sensation of his cock hairs brushing up against her sensitive asscheeks. Diane opened her mouth to gulp more air. It was so weird, having that prick in her ass! Being fucked in the cunt was one thing. But having that fat hard cockrod spreading her asshole like this was quite another. Again Burt started pulling his prick out after having rested his belly against her lower back. She thought he had pulled a yard of cockmeat from her ass. Diane let out a long sigh of relief when she felt the guy's prickhead tugging against her ass ring.
Then he started fucking forward, pressing his knees against the backs of her legs. The strange fullness inside her ass guts was starting to excite her more and more. It wasn't like the heat that rose in her pussy when she was being fucked by a hard prick. But somehow, those sexual feelings were connected in an odd way. It had a sensation all its own, an ungodly feeling of delight as he fucked hard and deep into her ass.
That cock seemed to go deeper, past where the last fuck-stroke had stopped. Diane inhaled sharply, her moans shuddering deep in her chest. The head of his prick went up and up, filling her guts until she thought it was going to slide up into her mouth.
Diane thought her belly was going to swell to bursting. Her asshole nerves were shooting shocks of a weird need into her brain. In spite of the stretching pain, Diane wanted more prick in her ass.
Her mind flashing back to that horrid steel pipe, Diane thought of its coldness, of its hardness as it had raped her shitter while she was being fucked in the cunt by Sam. The pain from her torn cherry had matched the agony in her ass.
Burt seemed to notice her increasing arousal and started strumming her clit. Oh, that was all she needed! Diane let out another sharp cry, her eyes rolling into her head. Fucking! Fucking! They were fucking her to death, roping her this way to keep her from clawing their eyes out in a wild dance of ecstasy.
"Uh! Uh! Uh!" Pinwheels of bright colors exploded in front of her eyes.
Burt was fucking in and out, increasing the speed and length of his cock-strokes. Diane thought her ass would melt. The hot friction in her dry asshole was like gasoline in an open wound. But as the ramming length and speed of his fuck-strokes grew, the girl felt her cuntlips milking more juice from her cunthole. Oh, and there was Jack, stroking his cockmeat right in front of her! He brought a low stool, just high enough for him to stand on to fuck her pussy.
"Want it, baby? That hot little pussy of yours achin' for something to fill it?" Jack asked.
Diane tried to fight down the words. But they bubbled up like lava, torn from her lips.
"Yes, fuck me! Oh, God! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!"
She couldn't disguise her horniness from the men any longer. Diane knew now she hadn't really disguised it from the moment she had let Sam rape her in the boiler room. She had secretly wanted some stud to fuck her, and fuck her violently. That was why she'd wanted Danny to meet her down there in the school basement in the first place. Sam had taken his place, and brought friends along for the ride. That was all right. All she wanted was for something to temper that spinning ball of heat whirling around in her belly.
"Uhhhhh!"
"Fuck it out, baby, fuck it out."
Heat sliced into her clit, making the tiny finger-like organ throb with delight. All the pleasure and pain in her body focused in on her asshole and her clit. The stretched, near-tearing ring of her asshole stung from all the abuse.
"Nooooo!"
Diane panted, her mind going blank. She was being fucked in the ass hard and fast. And she knew Jack was about to mount her from up front. She saw him climbing onto the small stool, felt his hands gripping her hips as Burt stopped his ass-fucking from behind.
"Oh, man, man, gonna fuck her at the same time," Jack said.
"I'm in the bitch right now. Could blow my load any time now, man. Just gonna follow your lead," Burt said, his voice heavy with excitement.
Jack held her tightly, bending his knees a little while sliding his cockhead up into the thick blonde cuntal bush protecting her swollen cunt-meat. Diane looked like a wild animal at him, her lips working as if she were going to speak. Then at the touch of his prickhead against her clit she let out a soft moan, her body shuddering. In a moment he was fucking into her pussy on a thick film of cunt juice. Diane smiled, feeling something like the pleasures of the damned while her body still dangled helplessly from the ceiling.
"Oh yeah, you dig it! You dig takin' it like this, baby."
"Nooooo!"
Two men were fucking her. Two men! She was feeling two hard cocks fucking deeper and deeper into her body. Sam was taking more photos.
"Uhhhh ... man, she's hot enough down here to start my cock and balls on fire!"
"She ain't too shabby back here, lemme tell you," Burt said.
Diane's body jerked from back to front, each man hammering her harder and harder with his body. The shame, the pain, the binding of her wrists and ankles didn't matter to her any longer. Two cocks! Two hot, thick pricks fucking in and out of her cunt and shitter! The girl let out a long, savage groan, her mind and body exploding again and again as Burt and Jack fucked her.
"Man, oh man, you oughtta feel her cunt. Man, it's so fuckin' slippery I could get my Goddamned fist up there," Jack said.
"Her ass is doin' a pretty fine job of gettin' good 'n' steamed for me. Man, she's workin' it now, gettin' ready to let loose."
"You doin' that, baby? You gettin' ready to cut loose with a big one?" Burt asked, stopping his prick in mid-fuck.
"Uhhhhh ... oh no, no, don't do that to me! Oh God, please!"
Diane twisted her arms as best she could, pulling down with jerky moves against the bonds imprisoning her hands. She could feel his prickhead as it worked its way back, back to the puckered-out lips of her shitter. At the same time her cuntal sheath was working on Jack's hard prick. She felt her pussy working and clutching, the tensions down there making the young stud let out another grunt.
"She's goin' for it, man. She's goin' for it, and I'm gonna blast my balls out at the same time," Burt said, his hands slapping Diane roughly across the ass.
"Yeah? You lemme know when you're gonna cum. I think this bitch'll blow her fuckin' mind when we start pumpin' our wads into her at the same time!"
Diane moaned as she felt both of them slam into her at the same time, their cockheads nearly touching somewhere in the center of her body.
Fucked, really fucked! Now the teenager knew the meaning of the word as both Jack and Burt fucked their pricks into her. How tightly her cunt fitted around the broad, hairy base of Jack's prick. Inside her cunt, the sensitive, slippery pussy walls were stretched apart wide to take the throbbing eight-inch cunt-splitter. At the top of her cuntlips, the erect stick of her clit quaked and throbbed.
Diane sucked in a huge breath, feeling her body winding up for the big cum. Jack came to the end of his fuck-stroke, holding onto her thighs. His hairy groin ground into her nerve-rich piece of clit flesh. Thrills and tremors of unspeakable delight shot through the youngster. Her stiff-nippled tits burst into a tremor of their own. They rubbed up against his broad chest.
Burt was pulling his prick out, then fucking it in long and slipperily. Diane couldn't hold her breath any longer. She was going to cum! Oh yes, yes, she was going to cum with those two greasy hunks of cockmeat throbbing deep in her pussy and ass. Her body snapped back and forth against the restraining chains. She couldn't control herself. Pitching and rolling as best she could, Diane felt the first tremors of orgasm explode in her clit. She let out a long low wail that rose in pitch as the spasms of her climax became more and more violent.
"Man, she's doin' it. She's cummin'," Jack said, pitching his head back and thrusting his powerful hips forward in a final fuck-thrust. Long white-hot streamers of cum shot from his prickhead, burning into her cunthole as Diane kept cumming and cumming.
"Goin' for it too, man. Gonna fill that ass up like a fuckin' toilet!" Burt squeezed her asscheeks.
Normally Diane would have felt pain at that rough touch. But the only thing she could feel now was the constant fucking of both men's pricks. And then there were the sensations of wads of cum spattering against her pussy walls and her ass guts at the same time. With another cry, she felt her asshole and cunt clenching hard at the two cum-spurting pricks. She was cumming with them, the three rocking and rolling together.
"Ohhhhhhhhhh!"
As more and more cum shot into her cunt and ass, Diane could feel the thick, slick fuck juice oozing from both holes, dribbling down her legs. Good. So good. If only it could last forever-her and two cocks cumming while she hung there, chains tugging at her legs and arms, her body sandwiched forever between two hot studs.
Finally they all stopped, Burt slipping his prick from her ass first.
"Un-fuckin'-believable!" he panted, staggering back to pick up his trousers.
"Baby, you're fantastic! She's a first-class fuck," Jack agreed.
"Too bad me and Gus can't have her at the same time like you guys," Sam said, his forehead wrinkling with disappointment. "It's gettin' late. And I suppose her old lady's gonna be freakin' out. Get her down."
Gus reluctantly unhooked the chains holding her legs to the floor, then drew Diane down from the pole. She was exhausted, wanting to collapse right there on the floor and sleep. But she would have to rise to the occasion, pretend nothing in the world was wrong when she met her inquiring mother in a while.
"And don't forget who's got the pictures," Sam said, patting his pocket. "Think me and the boys are gonna put you on permanent call. A pussy like that's gotta be tapped a whole lot."
Enduring the insults, she dressed, unable to get her panties because Sam wanted them as a kind of trophy. He drove her home, leaving his buddies at his house to drink more beer and discuss Diane's prowess. She sat silently in the car, her hot little cunt pressing wetly against the black vinyl of his front seat. More than once she almost felt like asking him to stop so he could finger her cunt-maybe even fuck her. Then she realized what she would be asking. It was horrid.
He stopped two blocks from Diane's home at her request, leaning over and throwing open the door. Diane could smell his maleness at that point and shuddered.
"Remember, bitch, not a fuckin' word. And be ready for a call when we want to fuck you."
With that, he shoved her roughly from the car, grabbing a handful of her tits first and squeezing them hard. In a moment he was gone.
Diane stood there, alone for the first time since she'd gone to Gus, Sam, Jack and Burt. A smile traced itself across her lips as she turned into the broad drive and walked toward the front door.
"Fucking."
She stopped, covering her mouth with one hand and giggling. She would have to watch her mouth. Yes, fucking. That was the only thing that was worthwhile in her life now. Sam had taught her that. Fucking his way-rough! Oh, how wonderful school was going to be from now on! How odd it was that the janitor and not her hard-working teachers had taught Diane the most important thing in her life!