Chapter 2
"Stop it! Don't!"
Janice was dizzy with terror. Rape! The thought of a man forcing her to accept him, forcing her to take on his cock made her tremble with rage and fear. And now sitting there helplessly, half-dressed in front of her cousin, Janice watched as he shoved his Levi's down to his ankles.
God, he was big, just like some kind of animal, a donkey perhaps! Yes, she was going to get fucked by a donkey-dick! That term had been used by someone she knew, maybe something she'd overhead in the bathroom at school when the girls talked and giggled about guys and how some of them were built. But this...this was almost too much!
"You can't...can't be serious! Please, don't touch me with that...." She couldn't finish the sentence. Just pronouncing that word cock seemed awful, too wicked for words.
"Damn, gonna make you want this cock. When I get through with you...."
Bobby never finished his sentence either. He swallowed hard, then threw himself onto the trembling girl. Janice screamed, drawing her hands up and starting to beat hard against his chest. Oh, oh, she wanted him off of her, wanted him away from her!
"Nooo...! "
And yet that other part of her, that awful, other part of her mind wanted to experiment, to see what it would be like to have a guy doing such things to her. Her mother had warned her about fucking, about how bad it was to do something like that at her age. But there were so many girls around school doing it. And lots of them weren't bad. They were good students. They loved their parents. They didn't steal. And yet they were having a wonderful time with guys, telling her all about it as if she were some kind of invalid or something!
"Ohhh, baby...."
"No, don't...stop!"
He was tearing at her bra, the fingers edging back, pulling at the elastic strap. Janice twisted her head around, closing her eyes tightly. She could feel his knees pressing up against her thighs, spreading her open. Her skirt had risen up to her waist. Oh God, she could feel his prick pressing against her panties! Yes, he was hunching, making heavy fucking movements with his thighs, trying to stick his cock into her! "No!"
Janice writhed on the floor. Twisting her head to one side, she could see the iron she'd tried to use earlier. Oh, if only she could stretch one arm out and wrap her fingers around the cold brass. She would stop this, stop this incredible madness before it cost her her cherry!
There was another tearing sound. Her bra! Yes, she could feel the relaxed tension of the cups against her tits. He had torn off her bra strap! Crying out Janice felt Bobby tearing the garment, ripping it from her body. As her tits sprang free and the cool air struck the hard, red nubs, the girl yelped. With another cry Janice raised both arms, trying to cover her naked tits with her fingers. No man had ever seen her like this-naked! Oh God! Embarrassment, shame and fear rushed through her once more!
"Nice tits, baby, no need to hide 'em," he said, slapping her hands away.
"Don't . . .oh, you animal! You damned animal!" she screamed.
Bobby laughed in her face, raising one hand and striking his cousin once more across the face. Janice cried out, the knuckles bruising her chin. Her tits bounced from the violence of her moves.
"Ohhhh...man. Yeah, been watchin' them tits jigglin' around. Thought you had a big set...just like your old lady. But never know nowadays."
Janice shivered, feeling his breath against her chest. He was dropping his head, opening his mouth, sticking out his tongue. In a moment...yes, there it was, the touch, the touch of his tongue against her nipples! Janice ground her teeth together, jerking back her head and letting out a low groan through her clenched teeth. The cords stood out against the flesh of her neck while her fingers clenched and unclenched, the tips scratching against the black wool material of her skirt. He was licking her, licking her like some animal! The girl squirmed, grunting under the heavy muscular weight of her cousin.
"Damn fuckin' good, man. Ohhhh, baby, you're really hot for this."
Wrong! Wrong! He was wrong! She wasn't hot for anything except escape, a way to get away from this horrible man and what he was doing to her!
"No," she moaned, more to herself than to her cousin.
"Oh yeah, baby, yeah. You dig this, and you're gonna turn on more when I stick my cock into you," he said confidently.
Janice dragged the backs of her feet over the prickly carpeting. She felt his hands smoothing over her thighs and reaching down, down to her ass. He cupped her ass-cheeks, kneading them through the skirt. And then...then he was tugging on that garment, reaching around for the zipper. There was more tearing, more tugging, and finally the skirt came down, rubbing over her knees, her ankles, then was gone.
"Mmmmmm, man, good hot pussy. You got a good hot pussy."
The terror of what had been happening to her so far had overridden the hot rush of sensations in her cunt. Now Janice was starting to feel them and to her horror she agreed with her cousin. Yes, her cunt was hot! There was no denying it! The beating, the words, his insistence, everything seemed to counter all the moral upbringing she had had. All those years of painful instruction were gone, out the window as Bobby shoved his cock up against her. nylon crotch panel.
It was so weird, that feeling of the soppy nylon being worked up into her pussycrack! Yes, yes, she could feel the fat, throbbing head of that prick rubbing against the slick bumps and hollows of her cunt. Slick? That was the word for it. She was wet down there, soppy wet! Even when she'd played with herself in bed, thinking about one guy or another, Janice had never been this wet before! Again the girl tried pushing her knees together, tried shoving her cousin off. But Bobby wasn't even paying any attention to her stupidly futile escape attempts. There was no use for struggle. He had her pinned to the floor. His hands were roaming freely all over her, the fingers pinching her flesh, touching her thighs, her tits. "Ohhhhh!"
He was sucking her right nipple now, drawing the hard nub of flesh between the gap in his front teeth. And all the while he was licking the tip with his tongue, touching her thighs with his fingers, making her feel so soft and yet so strangely hot and excited with each passing second.
Escape! Escape! If only...if only she could escape.
"Ohhhh, baby, baby."
Bobby was still sucking her nipples. But now his hands were down there with his cock, the fingertips brushing up under the elastic leg bands of her briefs. She tried snapping her legs together once more, but Bobby's hands and legs kept her from doing it.
"No, no, I...I won't let it happen...it can't...."
"You're gonna let it happen, bitch. You're gonna do it with me!"
In spite of herself Janice felt her body melting. There was a wet hotness extending from her belly down to her cunt. It seemed only her clit and her nipples were hard, pushing up from the sensitive, swollen surrounding tissues. He was holding her elastic waistband now, curling it down, shoving it past her ass-cheeks.
"No!"
Janice pushed her hands up again, pressing her fanned fingers against Bobby's chest. No, no, she wasn't going to let him fuck her. No, he wasn't going to stick his...his cock into her!
"Take it, baby!"
He was too strong. Dear God, he was just too strong for her! Her elbows bowed out as sweat poured out from under her arms. She could feel his hairy, muscular legs pressing against hers. Bobby's fingers curled into a fist then pulled down fast. Her panties ripped open!
"Oh...oh no, noooo!"
She was naked now, totally naked! Biting her lower lip, twisting under his hot body, Janice tried screaming as loudly as she could. A cupped hand against her teeth prevented her from doing anything except letting out a muffled groan. She felt her lips pressing so hard against her front teeth they were tearing open. And oh God, God, she could smell something-her own hot pussy on his fingers! Yes, she could smell her cuntal juice on his fingers and that odor was doing something terribly exciting to her!
"Yeah, baby, your cunt juice," Bobby said, guessing what was on her mind. "It's your fuckin' hot cunt. And all the time you was tellin' me you didn't wanna get fucked. Man, you want it bad, real bad!"
Horrible! Awful! Janice felt sick as her ass pushed up to the squeezing sensation between her legs. Yes, he was touching her, his fingers brushing through the thick blonde tangle of cunt-hairs over her pussy mound. In spite of herself the teen felt herself on fire. She was moaning now under her breath, moaning under the fingers that still pressed her lips down against her teeth.
Bobby saw the gradual change in her attitude and release his grip. He enjoyed listening to a woman groan in heat. Oh yeah, yeah, he liked feeling them move under him, then cry out with excitement as he fucked them.
"Ohhhhh!" She cried out, sucking in air after he had released his grip. "You don't...don't know what you're doing," the girl gasped for the thousandth time. "Pussy...."
The word, the way he pronounced it, sent shivers rushing wildly up and down her spine. Janice found herself squirming up against him, loving the feel of his tongue against her nipples, the touch of his cock still rubbing up against her cunt. Oh yes, yes, there was danger there now! She could feel the full length of that fat cock rubbing along her thighs, the tip brushing against the bottom junction of her cunt lips. Janice rocked her body from right to left as much as she could under the heavy weight of her cousin, trying to keep his prick from her hairy cunt.
"Uhhhhhh...."
"Ohhhh, baby, when you moan like that...fuck, it makes my cock harder!"
She was on fire! There was no doubt about it. She was burning with sexuality, running with the hot lava of her cuntal juice, bursting with excitement as her cousin's fingers rubbed greedily over her plump cunt lips. Yes, oh yes, she wanted him to fuck her. All she wanted in the world, it seemed, was to have her cousin's prick in her, sawing in and out, driving her crazy with sensations!
Janice loved the way he was rubbing her cunt lips together! As the sensitive flesh was rubbed and heated, the girl started kissing him back. Oh God, God, she was actually kissing him now, encouraging her rapist to do things to her!
"Yeah, told you I'd have you beggin' for it!" he gasped, pulling away from a second, then dropping his head back.
"Mmmmmmmmm...."
That squirmy, hot tongue was searching back, back beyond her molars to her throat, turning her on even more. With another muffled cry, Janice pulled her hands around Bobby's neck, drawing him down more tightly against her body. Fucking. Fucking. That's all she wanted to be doing now. She wanted him to be inside her. She wanted to feel what all the other girls in school were talking about. She wanted to have that full, complete feeling. Just the thought of having all that meat in her made her let out a whimpery gasp. Janice spread her legs a little farther, tensing her ass muscles and jerking her butt in when she felt Bobby slip one finger into her cunt.
Janice groaned, rolling her head from side to side as Bobby slipped his finger in deeper. She jerked her hips from left to right, beating the carpeting with the backs of her legs. Oh, oh, that sensation, that wild feeling of having a finger in her cunt, a man's finger, drove her up the wall!
"Fuck it, slut, fuck my damned finger!" Bobby groaned.
"Fuck...fuck," Janice moaned, hunching her ass up and down in fast, fucking movements. Oh yes, yes, she could feel his knuckles brushing up against the tense rim of her pussy! She felt her cuntal muscles quivering, tensing, milking at that probing digit while her ass pranced anxiously for more sensation, for her cousin's cock!
"Yeah, that's what I'm gonna do, baby, fuck the shit outta you."
"Ohhhhh...fuck me, fuck...."
She listened to herself and felt a rush of shame and humiliation. She was begging him for prick, actually begging Bobby for his cock! What kind of slut had she turned into? What kind of...
"Ohhhhh...."
Oh, oh, he was laving her tits with spit once more, tickling those sensitive nubs with his tongue once more. Janice couldn't stand it. His tongue lashing again and again over the hard, hurting tip was too much for her. She groaned loudly, reaching up and pulling her cousin's head more tightly against her body.
"Can't help it, huh, baby? Can't help yourself wantin' my cock?"
"No, no...ohhhh...."
How she hated him, hated herself for having given in to her baser self like this! But how could she stop the flow of sensations taking over her mind? It was like some dark force telling her what to her, guiding her through this ordeal as if she were a zombie devoid of any will or thought! Fucking. Fucking. The thought of fucking, of finally doing what everyone at school was talking about, hit the girl like a freight train. Fucking!
Bobby was licking her tits harder now, fucking her with his finger in and out, in and out, brushing that hard lump of pink wet flesh with his knuckles until he had the girl gasping his name, gasping for more.
"Oh, oh...Bobby, more, gimme more...please, gimme...gimme!" She was greedy, wanting cock, all the cock she could handle. "Yeah, yeah...."
Bobby slipped another finger into her cunt, grunting with satisfaction when her pussy muscles tightened at this new intrusion, clamping down shut and milking the silky membranes against them.
"Ohhh, man, you got juice comin' outta you that way...you that tight...baby, you want it bad, real bad!"
"Want it...want it bad," she repeated like a zombie.
Janice didn't know what she was saying any more. All she cared about was fucking, about the rubbing sensation of his cock against her thighs, about his fingers sawing in and out of her pussy, about the way his mouth was teasing her nipples, the tongue washing over and over the sensitive nubs until she thought she was going to scream!
As Janice felt his fingers pressing inside her cunt the girl dropped her hands, rubbing the fingers along his thick arm muscles. Oh yes, yes, he was so strong, so insistent! His body was aching for her, she knew it, aching as much as hers was.
"Come on, baby, touch my prick. Touch what's gonna be goin' inside you, bitch."
"No!"
She gasped, trying to draw her hands away. But Bobby was stronger, more insistent. His fingers curled around her right wrist, hurting her, drawing tears from her eyes. Janice moved her ass over the carpeting again, feeling the scratchy piling tickling the inside curves of her naked ass-cheeks. Touch it! Again she tensed her arm muscles, trying to pull away.
"Come on, touch it, slut!" He forced her hand on his cock, drawing away from her body for a moment.
She felt the heat of his body, felt some of the cockhairs brushing against the sensitive flesh just under her fingernails. He was hot and sweaty. Oh God, God, she felt her cuntal muscles contract almost painfully when her fingertips touched that lump of hard meat. She felt Bobby quivering on top of her. He wiggled his fingers in her cunt, tickling her sensitive clit. Janice groaned, closed her eyes and felt her mind spin out of control. Opening her hand, she closed her fingers around that fat prick, squeezing it tight. Dear God! His cock was so thick she could barely close her fingers around the shaft!
It was so hard, so long and thick, so slippery, just like her cunt lips. And so hot! Oh God it was so hot it nearly burned her fingers! Janice felt a rush of fear again. Fucked in her cunt! The thought of having something like that fucking her pussy made her gasp once more.
"Goin' in, baby, goin' on in now. Gonna split you wide open. Gonna show you what the fuck happens to somebody who finks on me," Bobby snarled.
Janice stiffened, feeling her cousin sliding up on her, holding her down to the floor with his fingers on her shoulders, his legs spreading her wider, his cockhead working slowly, teasingly, into her cunt. Janice rocked her body from side to side, her lips opened, a low throaty growl coming from her. Fucked! Yes, she was getting fucked-and by her own cousin!