Chapter 5

"All right, baby, you just snuggle up close."

Then he raised his head and Teresa dropped hers, throwing her arms around his neck as their lips met. The virgin was well heated with passion and she spread her legs even wider apart as her cunt was now burning.

And all that time, Tony was going over her body with his hands. Teresa was completely caught up in the throes of passion. It looked like Tony was going to have the easiest job of all.

While still kissing her, he lifted her up and changed her position so that she was almost kneeling on the seat of the chair. He slid himself lower between her thighs, which now straddled him on either side. This way, a little at a time, he was able to guide the tip of his cock against the start of her cunt.

Holding it with his hand, he rubbed it around the entrance to her slit, as she began to roll her hips around it. The movement was too much for Tony to resist. He lifted her up a little.

"I'm having trouble, boss. Help me out."

"Okay, stay right where you are."

"Black Daddy" walked over to the fucking couple and kneeling down, began to whisper in the girl's ear.

"All right now. I want you to press your cunt against his dick. You'll feel it start to go in. It will spread your cunt and go in a little at a time. You've still got a little cherry up there, and getting rid of it is going to be your job. You will keep pushing until it breaks. That's it. Start moving down."

Tony was groaning as the girl moved her body down. Then the girl screamed, but she kept right on going. A flood of virginal blood seeped down into his lap. It was now Theresa who refused to stop what she was doing. She had pushed her body right down his cock, and now she was crammed full with it.

He pumped up into her, but pumped a little too hard. It was more than she could take. She blacked out just as he shot his load into her reamed-out cunt. Blood and come coated the boy's dick. The girl did not awaken until he was starting to pull himself out of her.

When she did awaken, she threw her arms around the neck of the boy and covered his face with kisses. Then she collapsed in his arms, all out of breath and bone-tired. At that moment, she was hoping for a little comfort and compassion.

But now that Tony was though with her, he suffered from after-fuck disgust and shoved her onto the floor, where she fell in a heap.

She was unconscious before her head even hit the ground. The three boys closed up their pants and stood around looking down at her for a few seconds.

"Should we get her up again?"

"What the hell for? She wouldn't be worth much to any of us the way she is now."

"What do you want to do with her?"

"We can't take her out of here and dump her somewhere like the other one. Her clothes are all torn up."

"Then we'll just have to leave her right where she is."

"I don't see why not. She's in her own neighborhood."

"You think she can just walk out of here and on down the hill, stark naked?"

"So we'll leave her Georgie's raincoat."

"Good deal. Let's beat the hell out of here."

Before leaving, the boys collected all the garbage and anything else in the house which might lead to them. Then they turned their backs on the whole scene and beat the hell out of the neighborhood.

On the way back to their own neck of the woods, they spotted the school at which they had found the girl.

"I wonder if she'll ever have the guts to go back there."

"Never can tell with a broad like that. She might go either way."

"What does that mean?"

"She could run right to the nearest church and confess it all to a priest, or she might go the other way and become a hooker or a nymphomaniac."

"You kidding!"

"I wouldn't jive you. I understand broads like that. You never know with them."

"That sure was a gas. You got anything else planned? Man, after tonight, I'm really raring to go!"

"Sure, go right to jail. How many times I told you, you gotta lay low after a caper."

"I sure wish we could let all those stuck-up parents know it was us who got their girls."

"Yeah, boss, half the fun of raping them is having people know it was us who done it."

"I'm way ahead of you, boys. I've been working on an idea which might take care of all that."

"What you got in mind?"

"A newspaper, an underground newspaper, written and printed by us so it can't be traced."

"We need a press and paper."

"So we knock one off."

"When?"

"How about right now?"

They drove back to their own neighborhood where there was a print shop that also dealt in numbers. Since they had the goods on him, the dude saw no reason why they shouldn't make use of his shop.

Before dawn the next morning, they had slipped flyers under most of the doors in the good sections of town stating how they had a holy mission to teach all the pure white girls what sex was all about.

They also stated that if anyone tried to come looking for them in revenge, there would be a rape a day until the fuzz was called off.

The next day, there wasn't a single line in the newspapers about what they had done.

Georgie sneaked back to the deserted house, but there was no sign of the girl, and no police around it. It looked like she had gotten up, picked up the coat and walked out of there.

Curious, they parked around the corner from he school at closing time and waited for her to come out, but she did not appear. It was a mystery that they would never solve. The girl never showed up again. It was as if she never exited in the first place.

So they ended the chapter on the sweet Italian girl, and "Black Daddy" set his mind to planning something new.