Chapter 6
Jill kept on screaming as football players unchained her from the blocking post and let her fall heavily into the filthy juices puddled beneath her on the floor. Cramps tore through the tortured and abused girl's body and she writhed like a spastic on the slimy wood floor. The boys circled her to laugh at her and spit on her. Jill grinded and twisted, as thick snotty gobs of spit were pelted on her from every angle, leaving her face and tits and back and legs and tummy streaked with slime. But that horror, and the fierce pain that ripped through her numbed limbs and sexholes couldn't distract her from the terror of what Pat held in his hand and what he intended to do with it.
"Noooooo! No no no no!! No, Pat!" she moaned. She was helpless, but she couldn't permit him to do what he was planning. "I-I'll do anything, Pat! I'I1 suck your cock, you can fuck my ass, I'll drink your piss!"
Her speaking stopped in a wet gurgle as a thick gob of spit landed right in her mouth. She stifled a retch as she closed her mouth and swallowed. Then she groaned as boys pelted her with more spit. She turned her head but there was nowhere she could turn. One boy reached down and grabbed her, forcing her face up so that boys could line up to hock into her mouth. Jill wailed and sobbed, her clit buzzing shamefully as every boy in the room stained her pretty face, hair, and tits with his spit. Then the boy let her go and Pat asked her a question.
"Will you do the splits for me?" Pat asked innocently, shifting what he held from one hand to the other. "You were a JV cheerleader when you were a freshman at your old school. If you do the splits for me right now, here, on the floor, that would make me just wild."
"Oh, oh yes, Pat!" Jill cried, pitifully eager to please him; she blushed at the laughter and the insults of the boys watching. "I-I'll do it good, Pat. I'll go all the way down!"
Jill had never felt so soiled and dirty. Her face and hair smelled terrible. They glistened with the spit from over fifty boys. And now she had to do the splits for Pat. She couldn't let him fuck her with the awful object he was holding.
Pat winked to the other boys as the girl tried to pull her tortured body into shape. She fell over onto her stomach, wallowing in the sex juices that had spilled onto the floor, trying to make her arms and legs operate correctly. Her body had been battered so terribly and bound for so long that it was sheer torture for the girl to move at all, but she struggled desperately to put herself in the position Pat had demanded.
"Hurry up, bitch!" Pat said. "A cheerleader should be able to do a split easier than this, Jill. You're not being a lazy little whore, are you?"
"No! No!!" Jill shook her head frantically, clawing herself along the floor. She was just a plaything, she thought. The boys beat her up, dumped their cum into her, and now they ordered her around like a housebroken pet. They had made her a fuck toy for the whole football team. "But you hurt me so bad! It's hard! Please, Pat, give me a chance."
"You're getting it, prom queen, but you ain't making it." Pat nudged one of her large jiggling tits with his foot, running his dirty toes over her spiky, blood-gorged nipple. "You've got to shake that tight little ass and those big tits of yours into shape. I mean, you want to fit in, right? You want to be part of the school, right? You better move faster, you sleazy piece of shit!"
"You'd all better hurry," Coach Service said from behind them. "It's already pretty late, and I want all you boys to get a good night's sleep tonight. Everybody get off on her real quick and then head home. I'll keep her here so she'll be waiting for you tomorrow if you win. Then you can really have some fun with her!"
The boys cheered, their motivation for winning tripled at the thought that if they won, they'd be able to do more nasty things to the buxom, dark-haired sixteen year old slut trying to get into the splits.
Jill sobbed hopelessly as she pulled herself to her feet. She looked around vacantly at the ring of cruel, lusting faces. Most of them had already fucked her two or three times, some of them four times, but they were all hard and ready to cum again. Pat smiled at her evilly, one hand rubbing his hard cock, the other cradling the thing he'd threatened to fuck her with. She was so fucking sexy, standing there on her shaking, unsteady legs, wavering back and forth like a drunk woman. She was drunk all right, drunk on pain and cum. Her shapely body was stained with sweat and cum and ink, and all of it made her look sexier than she ever had before. "The splits, bitch," he said. "Spread those juicy legs, prom queen, or I'll spread them for you!"
Jill began to cry and sob again, but she started splitting her legs apart. It hurt badly enough to just try to stand up. She didn't even want to think about what her tortured muscles would do when she put the stress of the splits on them. She felt light-headed and her insides felt wet and torn, but still she slid her legs slowly apart.
Jill spread her legs, holding her sore, tired arms out to her sides for balance, sure that the next second would bring a torn hamstring or a pulled tendon. The boys ogled as her legs spread wider and wider apart, her cum-drenched crotch becoming more fully visible with each passing instant.
Agony flared through her pussy and hips as she squatted lower, but Jill gritted her teeth and forced herself down farther. Finally she was flush with the floor, her legs spread fully apart, her tattered, cream-filled pussy rubbing against the hardwood.
"Shit," Dave said quietly, tugging on his long dripping cock. "The bitch went all the way down. What a fucking sexy sight!"
"Tie her," Pat said, nodding to Dave and Clint. "Tie the big titted prom queen up tight! Spread those legs a little farther if you can. She's going to have to be wide open for what I'm going to give her."
"No!! No no no!" Jill shrieked, shaking her head violently and trying to draw her legs back in only to find that her tired muscles wouldn't obey her. "You promised you wouldn't if I did the splits for you. Pat, damn you, you promised!"
"You're one dumb slutty cunt, Jill," Pat answered, flipping the football high into the air, then snatching it back one-handed on the way down. "Why the hell else would I want your legs spread so wide apart unless I intended to stick something big between them? You're going to carry the ball, bitch. And I bet it makes you feel so good!!"
Jill burned with shame, pain, and fear. How could she have been so dumb as to believe that Pat would keep his word? He was going to stick a football up inside her, and now she'd spread her legs wide apart to give him free access to her torn pussy slit!
Dave and Clint tied the jump ropes around her ankles and then knotted the other ends to heavy stacks of weights. Then they wrapped more rope around her thighs just above her knees and pulled them tight, too, to keep her from trying to bend her legs. Then Dave shoved her roughly onto her back and Clint looped a rope around her narrow waist. Another loop was placed around her slender throat and pulled until Jill choked. Then Clint knotted off the other ends against the parallel bars the boys had first hung the curvy young girl on.
When they were finished, Jill's arms were still free, but she was still held completely still by the ropes. She could flip her hips up only an inch or so from the floor before the ropes around her legs made them feel like she was tearing her muscles to pieces. If she tried to raise her upper body more than a couple of inches from the hardwood floor, the rope around her throat strangled her.
"Gather around her," Pat croaked with lust as he teased the leather tip of the football around her puffy pink pussy lips. "Rub your cocks all over her! Use her mouth somebody. And get those big juicy tits. And her hands."
"No, Pat!" she cried, tears streaming down her face. The football was cold and she shivered at its leather touch on her reamed out pussy. I'll be your slave for life, Pat! I'll do anything for you! I'll drink your piss, I'll lick your ass! Please, Pat, I'll be a whore for you. I'll fuck anyone you tell me to! I'll make you money. I'll live in your basement and be your sex pet. Please, Pat, oh please, I'll do whatever you want!!"
"That's nice of you, bitch! I like the idea of your living in my basement and being my sex pet," Pat said. "We might just do that later. I could charge guys a couple of bucks a shot. That could be a pretty good moneymaker for me. Good idea, Jill. But for right now I want to do this experiment to see how far you can stretch a stuck-up, tight assed whore's bitchy little cunt in one day. When I fucked out your cherry, your little pussy was so tight that it almost skinned the shit out of my cock. Now I want to see if we can open you up so far that a football will go inside."
The boys had already gathered around her, so many that all she could see was a forest of cocks waving above her and Pat's lusting, cruel, grinning face as he rubbed the football over the outer lips of her pussy.
Jill tightened her pussy as much as she could, waiting grimly for his awful attack. She would resist as much as possible, though she was sure that in the end the boys would have their way.
Pat rubbed the football all around her pussy, watching her twitch and jerk as she anticipated the push of the football into her. The leather tip of the ball glistened with her pussy cream now. He could sense how afraid the busty little whore was, but she was getting hot, too. She was surrounded by fifty rutting boys, and the teasing tickle of the leather over her sensitive, blood-filled pussy had to be taking its toll. She jerked her hips back and forth as far as she could, but Pat followed her pussy with the ball, rubbing it over her lips until her juice glistened in her matted black pussy hair and made the ball slick and shiny.
"Here, Jill," Clint said, hovering above her face, sliding his cock over her bruised, lush lips. "Suck me off. Eat some cum, Jill." The other boys took the punter's words as a signal. They moved in, and they began to rub their cocks over her voluptuous body. Jill grunted helplessly as dozens of cocks began to rub over her twisting, tied-down frame. She'd never imagined that so many cocks could touch a woman at the same time.
Cocks rubbed all over her face. Cocks poked at her eyes and plugged the quivering ends of her nose. Cocks slid over her cheeks and left slimy snail trails. Cocks rubbed at her temples. Cocks slid over her chin and traced the curve of her jawline. Cocks dribbled fucklube on the smooth plain of her forehead. Her hair was wrapped around one leaking cock after another, and pain flared through her head with each yank as the boys pulled her dark brown tresses with the jerking of their cocks.
Cocks rubbed over her throat and arms and shoulders. Boys beat their cocks against the sides of her neck while one fucked his cock directly into the hollow of her slender throat. Boys rubbed their cocks along the shapely curves of her shoulders. Boys fucked their cocks into the tender hollows of her armpits while other boys bent her arms so they could fuck their cocks into the bends of her elbows. And she jerked a cock off in each hand, her hands kept moving by the stronger ones the boys clamped over them.
Her fat creamy tits weren't spared. Cocks fucked into them and rubbed over them from every side and angle. Cocks poked at the hard spikes of her nipples, sometimes shoving the hard points of flesh into their leaking piss slits. And three cocks fucked back and forth through the valley of her cleavage. Her tits were engulfed in slime-oozing cockflesh.
Cocks rubbed over her quivering, sucked-in stomach. Four cocks bounced over her tummy, taking turns at fucking into the deep cup of her navel. Other cocks rubbed across the hard thrusting bones of her hips and two cocks fucked back and forth over the curly dark hair of her pussy.
Other boys rubbed their cocks over her tightly bound legs. They fucked their cocks over the sensitive hollows behind her knees and over the hard bones of her ankles. They rubbed their cocks between her toes. Boys drove their cocks into the soft tan flesh of her thighs.
Pat watched it all with an evil smile etched on his lips. The slutty Northwest prom queen was engulfed by cocks. She was bringing over fifty boys off at the same time without one of them fucking her. She was going to be drowned in cum when they started shooting their hot jism. It was the wildest thing Pat had ever seen.
Jill couldn't see anything. Boys plunged their cocks into her eyes. She had to keep her eyelids clenched tightly shut to keep the burning fuck lube that covered her face from sliding into her eyes.
Her helpless curvaceous body was covered by a sheen of fuck fluid now, and all she could smell or feel was the slippery rub of fuck meat over her lithe buxom body. Her pussy began to pour juice against her will, but there was nothing she could do. Her rational mind was falling to pieces, blown apart by the onslaught of all the lust-thickened cocks that fucked along her body.
She could feel the teasing brush of the football over her fat-lipped pussy and she urged her hips up toward it, not wanting that huge football forced inside her but unable to resist the tickling lust that made her clit buzz and her pussy cream. She groaned with lust, but two cocks sawed back and forth over her swollen pink lips and a big gob of pre-cum landed in her mouth, muffling the sound. She jerked her hands up and down the cocks she held without the boys having to urge her hands to work.
"Are you ready, whore?'' Pat called down at her, grinning. He saw her body begin to twist and knew that her mind was overloading with the smell and feel of the cocks that were rubbing over her luscious young body. "I said, is the scummy little pig ready for her football yet?"
Jill writhed desperately against the cocks that covered her, fuck lust giving her battered and beaten body the energy to go on. She urged her heavy tits up into the cocks fucking them. She flexed her armpits and elbows against the jerking pricks that fucked them and wiggled her feet against the cocks that rubbed there.
She opened her hungry mouth and wagged her wet tongue against the leaking cocks that hovered above her, licking at their juicy, dirty cockheads and catching as much of their tangy pre-cum as she could. She nuzzled the cocks that rubbed against her face. She even rolled her flat little tummy, drawing it in and then flexing her muscles to rub it more fully against the cocks there. She was getting a full body cock massage, and it was driving her out of her mind with need and lust.
"Slut!" Pat said with a giggle, bouncing the football against her juicy pussy lips. "Is the stupid little whore ready to fuck her football yet?"
A boy lost his load against Jill's right foot and creamy jism spurted between her toes. Her body jerked as though an electrical shock had run through it as the warm, slippery cream slid along the sole of her foot.
She gasped for air as shivering waves of pleasure shot up her leg and bloomed in her already juicing pussy. She was so hot that she could hardly stand it, almost out of her mind with desire for a hard cock for her squirming pussy or clenching asshole, but she couldn't ask for the awful football.
"Aww shit!" on of the boys jerking himself off in her hair groaned, and Jill could feel the heavy slap of sperm in her long dark hair. The thought of the boy staining her lovely dark brown hair with his dirty silvery cum made her hips jerk off the floor, and her pussy lips snapped open and shut like a set of jaws.
"Cream the dirty bitch! Cream her!" a boy said, spurting cum into her armpit.
"Is the whore ready to fuck her football yet?" Pat asked, teasing her with the football, maddening her with a brush of leather or a quick violent slap of the ball against her pussy lips. "Is the slut ready to fuck her football? Is the slave ready to fuck her football? Is the prom queen read to fuck her football?"
No, Jill thought desperately as one of the boys she was jerking off exploded his cum along her wrist and forearm. His cock made wet plopping noises as it fucked through her hand now. His cum lubricated her arm and soon another boy was firing his cum along her slender arm. She shuddered, her pussy clamping open and shut, her clit wriggling wildly. No, she thought.
Heavy loads of jism slapped her pretty face from first one side and then the other as two boys came at the same instant. Slimy hot cream peppered her face and she turned her head from side to side, ignoring the harsh abrasion of the rope around her throat and the savage tugs of her hair form the boys using it to bat themselves off.
She caught some of their hot salty cum in her mouth and savored it, mewling to herself as she swallowed it slowly. She was shocked at how much she loved the taste of their burning fuck cream. She licked the spent cum off her full quivering lips. Her body twisted against the ropes that bound it as she rubbed the cocks against her flesh. Two more cocks exploded fuckcream into her mouth.
No, she thought. Her pussy was burning with need now, spilling pussy juice in fat, transparent gluts that soaked her full, tight ass cheeks and painted her trembling thighs a deeper shade of silver. A cock erupted in her right armpit, and the squirmy feeling of the jism splattering into the soft cavity sent a tiny orgasm rumbling through her pussy.
Streams of gooey white trickled over her shoulder and cum painted her armpit white. Another boy erupted on her stomach and plunged his cock into her navel so he could fill it with his spunk. Spider web lines of fuck slime spread across her shuddering flat belly and ran down her sides.
"Does the whore want to fuck her football yet?" Pat asked, rubbing the fuck juice-soaked tip of the football over her wriggling little clit. "Is the prom queen ready for her football fuck?" A cock sprayed jism up her nose. Jill gasped and coughed for breath as the fuck slime slid down her throat and more cum rolled into her mouth. One of the cocks fucking her tits exploded jism across her heaving, bouncing tits and it started a chain reaction.
More boys moved in to take the places of the ones who fell away as Jill's large full tits were varnished with a shining, bubbling coat of white cock cream. Her nipples were sticky white mountain tops and slow-moving glaciers of thick creamy splooge oozed down the big bouncing, shifting slopes of her tits.
"Aaaaaah! The whore's ready to fuck her football now!" Jill screamed, drooling and spitting up cum. Juice shot from her pussy as though it had been fired from a squirt gun. It came out so fast and hard that at first Pat thought she was pissing. "The slut's ready to fuck her football now. The prom queen's ready to fuck her football now!"
"Yeah!" Pat replied, and he stuck the tip of the football into the spread mouth of the raven-haired school girl's pussy. "Here it comes, baby girl. Get ready for the wildest fuck of your scummy little life!"
Jill was being held in the widest split of her young life, held by the ropes that tied around her thighs and ankles. Her pussy was spread wider than ever before. The wild juicing of her pussy combined with the many loads of jism the boys had spilled inside her made her pussy sheath slick and ready. But Pat had shoved less than two inches of the football into Jill's pussy before she was gibbering with pain.
He smiled at her agony and shoved the ball in harder.
"Aacchhhh! Oh shit oh shit oh shit! No no no noooooooo!!!" Jill shrieked.
Her face was awash with slimy muck. Her tits had been painted white and her shuddering stomach was a lake of pooled gooey fuck slime. Her silky dark hair was streaked white with a dozen loads of cum. Boys fell away from her and more boys piled on and Jill barely noticed any of them. She was whimpering for mercy, muttering with delirious agony and lust. And she was cumming as she had never cum before! About a third of the football was lodged inside her pussy, and the outer lips of her tiny pussy were stretched to the limit of their elasticity. The cold leather was filling her up, filling her out, engorging her and expanding her. It was like nothing she had ever felt before, even in the last hours of abuse and fucking the boys had heaped on her.
"Fuck on it, bitch! Fuck on it!" Pat chanted, leaning on the football with all his weight, watching her overwhelmed pussy straining to take the unnatural intrusion of the football. A boy splattered her throat with cum and Pat watched, mesmerized as the the sperm dripped over the side of her slender neck and splattered into the pool of drying, sticky cum beneath her. Pat leaned on the football harder and wondered if the big titted sixteen year old could take it all.
As one boy moved off her lush tits and another swung his legs over her to take his place Jill caught a quick glance of what was going on between her wide-spread legs. It almost made her pass out. Her pussy was flexing powerfully against the monstrously huge shape of the football, but her slicked-down, weakened fuck channel was no match for Pat's strength. He leaned on the football and drove it farther inside her, and Jill felt something within her pussy give way as the widest part of the football stretched her pussy. Jill keened as she felt the lips of her pussy tear under the unnatural penetration. She tried desperately to force the leather ball back out, but it was far too late.
"Noooooo Pat! Too much! It hurts!!" She was throwing her head from side to side, her cum-soaked hair flying about her jism-crusted face. He was killing her and ripping her apart! "Nooooo, Pat! Take it out! Take it out!!" She screamed again and again as she felt her tissues ripping to accommodate the awful football.
Her clit was smashed flat inside her and it wriggled and buzzed where it was crushed, causing her to cum again and again. The pleasure rode on back of waves of pain crashing through her ravaged body and even as she howled in agony her pussy wriggled and her hips thrashed with a devastating orgasm. And then Pat pushed the football the rest of the way inside her.
It was easy once he'd hit the halfway point to feed the rest of the ball in. He saw small traces of blood around the mouth of her stretched-out pussy, but it didn't look too bad. He pushed it the rest of the way inside of her with the tips of his fingers. He leaned back on his heels and stroked his hard cock. Her belly was puffed up like she was pregnant or something, and Pat grinned, realizing that she was. She'd just given birth to a football in reverse!
Jill screeched in pain and lust, no longer sure which was which. Her pussy squirmed wildly against the huge intrusion of the football and she ran her hands over her body in a frenzy, rubbing the jism the boys spilled on her into a solid sheen of sticky gooey white. She kicked her legs frantically against the ropes that held them in place, and one after the other she tipped over the heavy stack of weights that held them in their split.
She brought her legs together but the pain in her pussy doubled as she did. She orgasmed, her juices spraying out of her pussy around the fat blockage of the football. She tried to get up, but the ropes around her throat and waist kept her from rising. A boy sprayed cum down her throat and she drank it like mother's milk, gulping it and whining for more. She kicked her hips up into the air now that her legs were freed and her pussy juice gushed from her in torrents as her ass shook up and down wildly.
"Look at the whore!" Dave cried out in awe. Other boys were screaming and cursing, leaping up and down. "She's cumming like crazy!"
"She is crazy!" Pat said, almost maddened with lust for the sexy little young prom queen. "She's fuck-crazy anyway. Get her up into a squat."
Clint and Dave pulled her to her feet, keeping the ropes around her throat and waist drawn very tight. As Dave put her into her squat position, he slammed his fist into her stomach where the football was lodged. Jill buckled over, gasping with the agony, but she had a quick nasty climax, bucking her hips in tight circles. She looked up and moaned, her eyes shining. She begged him to hit her again, and he did. She yelped and grunted, unable to breathe as one painful climax after another exploded through her with every punch. The force of the blows and her squatting position made the tip of the football peek from her tortured, ruined pussy. It looked almost like a turd edging out of her dark furred pussy.
"Okay, bitch!" Pat said, motioning for Dave to stop driving his fist into her plump swollen tummy. Pat swung his legs over her and presented her with the tight, hairy, cheeks of his ass. "Suck my ass out, prom queen!"
Jill's mind was almost gone, but she thought she understood what Pat was saying. She whined, tears streaming down her cheeks. He brought her hands up and spread his ass cheeks wide. The dank, dirty smell of his ass crack made her want to throw up, but that didn't stop her from licking her lips, then lashing her tongue up and down the filthy shit-stained crack.
Jill was crazy with lust and shame. The thought of sucking and slurping Pat's fetid, dank ass made her so hot she thought she might burn up. She couldn't wait to taste his filth. Dirty, matted hairs lined the insides of his ass cheeks and she licked them carefully, letting her spit roll down onto her tongue. She tasted shit and smelled it, and her mouth watered heavily. She drooled spit down her chin as she slurped his foul smelling ass. Once she'd cleaned his ass she saw that the tiny hairs were blond, just like the hair on his head.
Pat groaned, jerking his cock slowly while the sixteen year old Northwest prom queen nuzzled her face into the dirty crease of his ass. His cock jerked and leaked as he felt her wet tongue slop deep into his ass.
They'd turned her into a real slut, he thought approvingly. She was just a sex toy now, a dumping ground for cum and anything else they decided to dump on her. She'd started the day a prim and proper high school sophomore, a stuck-up big titted little virgin bitch, but now she was kneeling with her face buried in his ass, her once tiny pussy stuffed with a football and her body coated with the pooled sperm of fifty boys.
"Now shit that football out, prom queen!" he ordered, rubbing his ass up and down over her pretty eagerly slurping face.
Jill groaned with shame and humiliation. All the boys had seen Pat force the football up inside her pussy. In fact, it had made a lot of the boys so excited that they'd shot cum all over her face, tits, legs, and stomach. She'd cum a bunch of times while he'd been pushing it inside her, tearing her pussy to shreds. She was a slut, a whore, a dirty filthy nympho cockhound. She was the boys' pet whore, a masochistic sex freak who got off on being hurt and abused and tortured. She'd do whatever they told her to. What choice did she have anyway? What choice did any filthy piggy slut like her have?
When she tried to expel the football pain flared through her so hotly, so intensely, that she almost crumpled over, but her pussy began to squirm on its own once she'd made the first move. In seconds she was cumming again! The boys pointed and laughed as her pussy juice ran out of her pussy and dribbled from the tip of the football, but Jill was lost in the convulsions of her orgasms. She licked her way hungrily to the deepest part of Pat's asshole and began to stroke her tongue over the tight, dirty bud of his asshole. She dropped her hands from his ass cheeks and let them clamp tightly around her face. She licked her tongue deep into Pat's asshole, swooning and climaxing as she tasted his shit deep inside his ass tunnel. The football shifted downward inside her and the agony flared through her, making her orgasms even more intense.
Jill screamed when a boy crouched and shoved his cock into her asshole! "No, oh shit!! Please, don't! I can't take it! No!"
The boy was Galvin. He couldn't help it. She looked so hot, crouched, her large tits jiggling, her tummy puffed out with a football, her body drenched with hot cum from every boy. His cock was hard again, even after having cum just minutes ago. And half the other boys had dripping, hardening cocks. He stuffed his cock into her rectum, his eyes gleaming when his cock bumped against the football through layers of Jill's flesh. He began pumping his hips, assfucking the delirious football-stuffed girl.
"Holy crap! Yeah!" Boys were laughing. And more boys got in line. Many wanted to fuck Jill's asshole while she had the football inside her.
"Slut, don't you stop! Keep shitting out that football! Galvin's doing you a favor, so you better keep laying that egg!!"
Jill couldn't do anything but whimper and mumble incoherently. Sparks of agony and awful cramps ripped through her. Every time Galvin's cock bumped against the football the pain made Jill want to die. She was completely out of her mind with pain and lust. Her body was bouncing back and forth and it was hard for Jill to keep sucking Pat's dirty asshole. But she had started, and she couldn't stop. Though her head bounced and her mind reeled, she tried to stay latched onto his hole, and every lick of his ass made her want to cry with pleasure and delight. She loved sucking his hole. It was so tasty and good compared to the terrible damage being done to her sex holes. Jill tried to press out the football, climaxing painfully as the football shifted. At that moment, Galvin came, spurting his burning cock cream into her asshole. He pulled out and another boy crouched down, jamming his thick cock into her hole. Jill cried out, feeling her already sore asshole begin to tear again. Her thrashing made the football shift lower.
"She's doing it!" one of the boys shouted. "The prom queen's actually laying an egg!!"
"Get those hands around here!" Pat said roughly, ignoring the kid and grabbing Jill by her wrists. He clamped her hands around the long, bobbing stalk of his cock. "Jerk this off, ass sucker, and get that tongue way up my ass. Maybe I'll even take a little shit and give you an afterschool snack!"
Jill whined, delirious with pain and lust. Tears of humiliation and pain ran down her face, but she plunged her face even farther into Pat's filthy asscrack. She drove her tongue even farther into the tightened pucker of his asshole, her lips shivering as his taste flooded into her mouth. She grasped his hot jerking cock and pulled on it. She ran her hands over his heavy balls. Jill clamped her pussy around the girth of the football and squeezed at it until over a third of the ball slipped from her tom pussy. One orgasm after another rumbled through her tormented body as she did. The next boy came in her asshole and a third stepped in.
"Oh yeah, prom queen!" Pat groaned, and he pulled his ass off her face and knocked her hands off his giant cock. He turned around and slammed her hands back around it. "Jack it off, prom queen! Right in your face, slut!" The other boys were gathering around again, most of their cocks hard again, others only half-hard but growing hard once again. Jill cried, her tears making tracks down the sticky crusty mask of dried cum that covered her pretty features. She rubbed her hands all over Pat's jerking cock.
The football was almost halfway out of her pussy now, and the agony was so awful, so incredible that the world was fading before her cum-fuzzed eyes. She strained her wearied pussy muscles against the football one more time, just as Pat's cock began to erupt fat wads of slime into her face.
"She's almost got it out, she's almost got it out!" one of the boys yelled.
Climax after climax rumbled through the sexy sixteen year old girl's ravaged body. She kept jerking on Pat's cock as the blobs of hot creamy jism he shot burned into her eyes and splattered against her already scummy face. She contracted her aching pussy one last time, and the football was almost ready to squirt free from her demolished body.
Then Pat kicked it back in!
Jill fell backward to the floor, agony tearing through her voluptuous young body, frustration and anger welling in her dazzled mind. The boy fucking her asshole fell to the side, his cock yanked from her body. He cursed as the luscious girl fell back. Jill cried helplessly as she rolled about in the pool of drying cum the boys had shot. The boys kicked her, driving their feet into her sides, her lush tits, her thighs, even her football filled pussy.
They laughed at her cries of hideous pain and demented lust. Some of the boys jacked off on her while others pissed on her. A few even picked up jump ropes and beat her tender flesh. But it wasn't until Pat spoke again that Jill lost her mind completely.
"Start again, whore! Lay that egg! And more of you guys get in line and fuck her asshole!"
By the time Pat finally allowed her to fully expel the football from her stretched, ruined pussy, twenty two more boys had wrecked her asshole, leaving it swollen and raw and bleeding. But Jill had climaxed more than twenty times, finally screaming like a banshee, almost completely insane with agony, fatigue, lust, and shame.