Chapter 5
"I can't, Bobby!"
Janice covered the receiver with one hand, looking nervously over her shoulder to see if her mother had been listening. No, no one was in the hall!
"My old lady's out. Think she's been fuckin' around too," Bobby snorted.
There was a nasty chuckle at the other end of the line. Janice felt her heart sink. If only he knew what his mother had been doing!
"I've been sick and-"
"No crap, understand? I'm hotter 'n hell and I've gotta have some cunt. Now you know what the fuck I said before, right?"
Janice sucked in her lower lip and bit down hard. "Uh-huh, but I thought-"
"Never mind about what the hell you thought. You just get your ass over here fast, understand?"
Janice paused, closing her eyes, blinking back the tears. "I'll be there," she said, pulling the receiver from her ear and hanging up slowly.
Another day had passed. Another long day with no relief from the terrible images that haunted her throughout her classes. She avoided her friends and spent hours in study hall or in the library trying to push those images from her mind. But it was impossible. When she was alone, all she could think of was Bobby sticking his cock into her tight cunt, or that man driving her Aunt Kathy wild with his cock and belt.
The belting! That was the thing that confused her. How she was fascinated with that. Shuddering there in the study hall just before lunch Janice remembered how the sound made her cunt snap shut-that sound of the leather striking her aunt's flesh. And Aunt Kathy loved it! Oh God, how she loved it! The woman was frantic, twisting on the bed, beating her legs against the mattress while that belt slapped against her flesh again and again.
What was wrong with her? Why was she turning on to something as vile and perverted as...as that? Why was she turned on at all? The questions bothered her all day and into the night after dinner. An itching desire crept across her cunt as she thought of her hunky cousin and of that big stud stranger who had been servicing her aunt. And then, as if he could read her mind across the distance between his house and hers, he called. No, no! She'd risk everything, even the possibility of ruining her reputation. But she wouldn't give in to him. She wouldn't say yes, expose herself to yet more degradation.
And yet she had done it. In spite of her fine resolves Janice couldn't stop the terrible chain of thought when she heard his cocky, self-assured voice over the phone. Her cunt swelled open and her nipples became stiff as he laughed at her hesitation.
"Something wrong, dear?"
Her mother was standing there in the kitchen doorway, a dish towel in her hands.
"Uh, no Mother. It's Betty, down the street," Janice said, struggling for control. "She's got some problem with her notes in algebra and wondered if I could stop by."
"Go ahead and help your friend. School work's important, you know," her mother said cheerfully, turning and walking back into the kitchen.
Please, please, don't let me go! Janice screamed in her mind, hoping her mother would say no, would find some excuse to keep her home. But of course she had no knowledge of what was going on, what her daughter was doing with her own cousin!
Sighing deeply, Janice turned and walked from the house, feeling like a condemned prisoner. The night air was chilled again, as chilled as it was the evening when she crouched under the window and watched her aunt get serviced by that big man. Who was he? Why was he doing that to her Aunt Kathy? How long had this been going on? Janice wondered about that, the thoughts helping her as she turned up the street and walked to her aunt's home.
"God...."
There it was! Only this time her Aunt Kathy's car wasn't there. Was she over some other man's house getting fucked? The thought made Janice shiver. Was the whole family like her, like Bobby, like her aunt? Sick, deviated, perverted?
Taking in another deep breath, the girl walked up the path to the front door. The drapes were drawn but through them she could see movement, could hear shuffling after she had knocked tentatively at the door.
"Come in, baby." It was Bobby, shoeless, shirtless, carrying a can of beer in one hand. She stepped in, unsure of what was going to happen next. She stopped short, one hand going to her throat.
There was the man, that awful man who had roped and tied and beaten her aunt two nights ago! He was there, sprawled on the sofa, also shirtless and drinking a beer. She wheeled around wanting to run from the house, but of course Bobby had already closed and locked the door.
"What's your hurry, chick? This here's Brad Jenkins, a buddy of mine. I told 'im about you and he was real anxious to meet you," Bobby said, a sneer on his face.
Janice just bet how anxious he was to meet her! She had seen his handiwork already and now he was going to practice on her.
"No, no, please...just let me go. I thought you were only going to be here and...and now...now it's different," Janice stammered, looking from one man to the other.
"Gee, that's too bad. I mean, you're disappointed and all that, right? You thought we were gonna be alone and now we've got company. That's all right. Brad's good people."
Janice darted a look at Bobby. She could see his hard cock showing long and thick as it ran almost to the top of his low-cut pants. A hot flash rushed through her body. Her clit was getting stiff.
"Uh...let me go!"
Her cunt lips started to swell while her nipples were itching, driving her a little mad. This was insane! Why was she starting to feel this hot, this aroused when two men were confronting her? Two men! Dear God, had she no shame? Doing something with her cousin was one thing. But with this man, this man called Brad who had roped her aunt and beaten her earlier? Janice began backing away, feeling something like panic rising in her throat.
"This little number fucks like a mink when she gets hot," Bobby said, nodding his head toward Janice. "And man, it don't take her much to get up there."
Janice looked at the two dumbly. Their broad chest and shoulders heightened her desire. Her eyes grew wider as Bobby started to unzip his pants. Brad grunted, putting down his beer can and rising from the chair. He was following suit, unbottoning his Levi's, pulling down the tab of his zipper.
"No!"
"She-likes to think she's a virgin, huh?" Brad said, spreading his jeans open.
"Dunno, guess so. She was when I tapped her couple of nights ago. Probably-likes to pretend it's not gettin' to her, and all the time her cunt's so fuckin' hot she could take on a whole damned football team and still be ready for more."
Brad paused, his thick, sensuous lips curling into a smile. It was that same sardonic grin she remembered seeing through the window when he started beating her aunt. Janice shivered, feeling her flesh crawl with revulsion and something else, something that made her blush with shame.
"Think she's good for two?" Brad asked as he started working down his pants.
"She's ready, all right. Man, see the way she's eyeing your cock? Man, she's good 'n hot for that meat, ain't you, baby?"
"No, no, you're wrong!" Janice protested, her forehead wrinkling with horror.
"Yeah, sure, just like I was wrong when I said you'd been cryin' for more cockmeat after I stuck my prick into you, right?" Bobby said jauntily.
"No!"
Brad had pushed his Levi's down to his ankles and was stepping out of them. Janice felt her face flush beet-red, felt her heart pounding so hard she thought it would burst once more. He was naked, stark naked, as naked as the night she'd seen him with her aunt. His long prick was just getting hard now, rising slpwly up from his legs and pointing right at her like some horrible kind of pole. The girl backed up again, a scream caught in her throat.
"Come on, baby, let's hear it again. I wanna hear you beggin' me not to touch you. It really turns me on when you do that. Man, my balls get real hot and hard when you get all scared and hot at the same time., , Bobby had put down his beer and was shoving his pants down to the floor. His prick sprang up hard, the tip just as red as Janice remembered it that night when he fucked her and tore out her cherry.
"Man, she give head?" Brad panted.
"Don't know. Bet she's so fuckin' hot she'd do anything just as long as somebody stuck a hard cock into her cunt."
"Yeahhhh...that'd be okay. That's what's gonna happen, Jan. You're gonna get one cock in your mouth and one in your hot little cunt. That make you real happy? That make you hot?" Brad taunted.
"Shit yeah. That gets her hot. Man, she's standing there lookin' at our cocks. Any decent girl'd be screamin' down the fuckin' walls."
Janice felt terror and desire fighting for her mind. She did want to scream, to run, to fight for her honor, her life. But another part of her was ready for fucking. Her pussy was red and puffy. Her cunt was so hot, so very hot and wet she could barely keep from falling to the floor.
All the strength and will seemed to be seeping from all parts of her body and winding up in her pussy. She stood there swaying slightly from side to side, staring at those two prick, knowing they were both going to wind up in her body. And there was little she could do to stop it.
"Oh please, Bobby, please...." She was whispering, backing away.
"Please, what? Fuck you hard? You know we're gonna do that. When we get through with you, you won't be able to walk for a week!"
"Do it to some other girl. Please, don't do it to me! You don't understand," she whispered, her throat growing tighter, her mouth becoming as dry as cotton.
"No other bitch is as good as you, baby," her cousin said.
Janice turned as if she were going to run away. Her body exploded into heat as she felt Brad catch her in his arms and pull her tight into his body. She could feel his cock pressing against her ass. As he held her there, his fingers bruising her upper arms, Janice could feel him hunching slowly into her, sliding his prick into her plump ass-cheeks as if he were trying to work it into her ass-hole.
"Noooooo!"
Janice kept wailing, throwing her head back, feeling Brad panting against her ears.
Yes, she remembered how he looked towering over her helpless aunt, the way he worked his fingers over his big prick. And the way her aunt had looked at him! Oh God, God, Janice saw those images flash across her mind as he held her now, rubbing his cock against her ass. She wondered if Bobby knew what his mother had done with his friend. And then, then a horrible thought came to her. Perhaps he had arranged it!
"Let's see how hot you are, Jan," Bobby whispered, stepping closer to her.
Janice saw his arm flash out and down. Then there was a tugging at her skirt. Before she knew what he'd done she felt his hand rubbing over her thighs, sliding up along the silky flesh toward her cunt.
"Ohhhhhh!" she moaned.
"Hey, man, hear that? Can't tell any more if she's scared or hot."
"Sounds hot to me," Brad said. "Pull down her panties and cop a feel. See if she's got a temperature."
"Don't...don't!" Janice begged, clenching her legs together.
"Man, she's got a grip. Just like a couple of nights ago when I bagged her cherry."
"Man, was she a fighter? Fuck, I like cunts who put up one hell of a fight when you tap 'em," Brad said, bending his head forward and licking the nape of her neck. Janice shivered at that touch.
"Yeah, man, thought she'd kick my balls with her feet half the time. She couldn't lay still, though, once I stuck her. Hey wait," Bobby said, rubbing his hand up and grabbing hold of her panties. "Man, I can feel heat comin' outta 'er like a fuckin' radiator."
Janice clenched her teeth, feeling her cousin pulling at her briefs, tugging them down past her knees. In another instant he was fingering her cunt, rubbing his hands over her pussylips and smiling.
"Ohhhhh!"
Janice groaned as she felt his fingers crawling over her cuntal mound. Her body was burning with his touch and the feel of Brad's arms holding her from behind added to her arousal. She shoved her ass back, hunching into him.
"Hey, man, she's pushin' away from your hand. It's gonna make me cum all over her ass!" he laughed.
Another second and the girl reversed directions, hunching up onto her cousin's hand as he moved it around her cunt.
"Man, she's tryin' to fuck herself-first on you, then on my hand. And lemme tell you," Bobby said, sticking two fingers into her cunt and feeling the tiny muscles cinch down immediately on the invading digits. "You're hot and wet, baby, hotter 'n the night I plugged you. You're gonna go nuts, tonight. Hope you got plenty of time 'cause we ain't gonna be through with you for a while."
"No, no! Your mother-"
"She's gone 'till eleven."
Janice thought she heard Brad's breathing change a little when she mentioned her aunt. Perhaps her cousin didn't know what was going on between her Aunt Kathy and his good friend.
"Ohhhhh, no, no, no!"
Janice moaned louder as she felt her cousin's fingers twisting around in her hot cunt. The feel of two of them gliding back and forth past her fat labia was enough to make her beg for their cocks. Yes, she could have actually begged for a fucking. Instead she wiggled around as if she were trying to get away.
"Man, she's hot and slippery enough to fry up our cocks," Bobby said as he pulled his hand out. "Have a smell," he said, sticking his hand under Brad's nose.
"Ohhhhhh, man! Pussy," he cried.
"No, don't...awful, awful...."
Janice took a deep breath and tried to break away. But Brad was holding her too tightly, having too much fun hunching his prick against her ass. The girl was getting frantic.
Ohhh, how her cunt burned and ached, clenching thin air as she kept trying to tell herself she was being forced into this scene.
"Wanna get down on your knees and swing on a prick, baby? Wanna gimme some head?"
"No, no," she cried in a throaty groan of protest.
They were moving her out of the living room now. Brad kept her hands pinned behind her back while Bobby stopped for a moment and unzipped her skirt, pulling it down over her ass with her panties.
"Get 'er into my bedroom," Bobby grunted.
They pushed her down the hall and into a small doorway.
Brad was still behind her, working his hips back and forth. Shifting slightly, she let his cockhead work between her smooth thighs and inch in toward her cunt. When he started twisting and grinding behind her, she wiggled back. Suddenly she felt his cock slip its way up and shove toward her slippery cunt lips.
"Nooooo!"
But Janice could no more stop him from fucking her than she could her own racing thoughts of delight. In a second she felt the thick pulsing prick head get to her hot cunt and push in. Oh God, God, it was happening again!