THE VIRGIN'S ANIMAL ORGY
By Paul Gable


Chapter 1

"I think he wants to fuck you!"
"Cindy, stop it!"
"That's what some of the girls at school said," the young brunette giggled, pulling the
white bedroom curtain farther to the right and peering out the window. "They say
Mexicans have the biggest cocks – outside of the Blacks, of course," she continued.
"Stop it!" Trina said, looking wide-eyed at her younger sister. Cindy was fifteen, just
having entered eleventh grade at Paul Revere High School in suburban Long Beach.
Her mother thought the perky brunette was so innocent. But there she was, looking out
the window at the three Mexican brothers who just moved in next door, and making
those horrible, obscene comments.
"Well, if you're so proper, why are you looking at them with me?" Cindy asked, tilting
her chin in the air and looking smugly at her older sister. Cindy didn't have an answer
for her. She blushed and looked away from the young brunette, staring once more at
the three handsome, young Mexicans working on their '67 Chevy. Sweat trickled down
their thick-muscled chests and backs, as they climbed and crawled around the old car.
"I don't know. I just came in here to get some paper for my Algebra homework, and
saw you standing there at the window," Trina said, sucking in a deep breath and
pushing herself away from the window.
"Sure, sure," the younger sister said, flashing a last look at the three Mexicans, then
letting the curtain drop back into position. "Everybody at school's been watching how
that oldest one, Manuel, I think his name is, has been after you," Cindy said, pushing
her hands behind her back and smiling ironically at her sister. Trina pretended to
ignore Cindy's comments, going to her desk, and shuffling through books and papers,
searching for her blank notebook paper. "And the way he scratches his crotch when
you..."
"I don't want to hear you talking like that, anymore," Trina nearly shouted, covering
her mouth immediately with one hand and turning around, hoping her mother didn't
'hear her. She was honestly shocked at her younger sister's behavior lately. "You're
talking like one of those street walkers. The way you've been acting, maybe you're
turning out to be one," Trina countered, looking sharply at the still-smirking young
brunette. She'd been wondering about Cindy's sex life lately. Trina was still a virgin,
used to struggling with boys in the rear seats of cars, pushing their hands away from
her wet, trembling pussy. Oh, how she wanted them to feel her sometimes! How hard it
was to say no, to snap her legs together and threaten to scream for the police if they
went any further. And how disappointed she was when they did as she asked, swearing
under their breaths, zipping up their flys! Oh, how would it feel to be forced down onto
the rear seat... to feel her dress being ripped to shreds, her bra yanked off, her panties
torn away and her legs pulled apart while a fat dick eased its way between her dark
pink, wet, hot virgin cuntlips!
Trina shuddered with excitement, aware her breathing had become shallow and uneven.
She felt her skin puckering up into excited gooseflesh. Her nipples were so hard,
pushing against her bra cups! And there was something maddeningly ticklish assailing
her pussy! A single drop of hot cunny juice oozed out from between her bloated
cuntlips and trickled slowly down her wiry blonde pussy hairs! No, she had to fight
back that feeling. She wasn't like her sister, talking about sex all the time. Looking at
the young brunette, Trina wondered if Cindy had already had sex. Biting her lower lip,
the young sixteen-year-old blonde decided to ask her sister that question.
"Oh my, are you... are you a... virgin." Trina asked, feeling embarrassed as soon as she
spoke.
"Maybe I am, and maybe I'm not," the young girl answered, tilting her head coyly to
one side and turning back to the window. "If I am, I wouldn't mind having one of
those guys next door take care of that for me," the girl said, walking back to the
window and pulling the curtain to one side again. It was growing darker.
"Oh!" Trina said in disgust, giving up her search for notebook paper. Glancing at the
wall clock in her bedroom she saw it was time to start dinner. Her mother wouldn't be
home for another three hours. She was working the evening shift at the local hospital,
having had to take the job shortly after her husband had died.
"Trina, Trina!" Cindy cried nervously.
The young blonde turned around and saw her sister standing by the window, both
hands pressed against the sides of her face.
"They saw me staring at them. They're motioning for me to come on over."
"It serves you right for doing that," the blonde said, feeling a flash of terror. They were
alone in that big house, alone with those three big Mexicans next door leering at the
bedroom window. "What kind of fix have you gotten us into?" Trina added, trying to
act calm as she walked past her sister and gingerly pulled the curtain aside once more.
Her heart beat wildly and her scalp crawled as she saw Manuel standing right next to
the glass, his big brown eyes dancing merrily in his handsome head. He was bare
chested, his muscles rippling with excitement. A shock of black hair hung in his eyes
while sweat trickled down his face and chest. He had the thumb of his left hand hooked
around the tops of his tight-fitting Levi's while his other hand was cupped around his
crotch. Trina's eyes shot down to the young man's groin. She could see a long thick
bulge running down the right pant leg. His calloused fingertips were caressing that fat
long dick. She could see it twitch and press harder against the blue material of his Levi's
every time he moved his fingertips over the dickhead.
"Oh, my God!" Trina cried in a tight whisper, dropping the curtain and backing away.
"What is it?" Cindy asked, sensing her sister's terror.
"He's out there – out there... groping himself," the girl cried. She felt the room
spinning crazily around while her throat and chest tightened. The young blonde
teenager wanted to scream for help. But no one would hear her except Cindy.
"Maybe we should call the police!" Cindy suggested.
"No," Trina answered. She was afraid of what the brothers would do to them if they
phoned the cops. She'd heard stories of how some victims were terrorized when they'd
called the police for help.
"Maybe he's gone. Maybe he just wanted to scare us – you," Trina added accusingly,
"for spying on him and his brothers."
The young blonde pulled the curtain back once more, breathing a sigh of relief when
she found no Manuel staring back at her. In fact, all three brothers were gone. The
lights in their home were on now, indicating they'd all tired of the game with the girls
and went inside.
"I hope you've learned you lesson," Trina said, dropping the curtain and walking back
past her sister wearing a smug look.
"No lesson to learn," Cindy sniffed, shrugging her shoulders and sitting down her small
bed. Ever since they were old enough to talk, they each had their separate bedroom.
"What are you doing?" Trina asked in genuine surprise as she watched her sister pull
up her legs and lift her taut little ass off the bed, peeling her brief white panties down
over her knees.
"Those guys made me real hot allover," Cindy said, licking her lips suggestively and
smiling at her older sister. "I'm still a virgin," she said a little angrily, raising her
eyebrows at the end of the sentence. "But I can pretend about fucking."
Trina saw the difference one year made. She'd been raised not even to think about sex
until you were married. But lately it was the only thing her younger sister Cindy
seemed to think of.
"You never jerked yourself off? Come on, Trina," Cindy said, lying back on the bed and
probing in the brown fur of her cunt. With a sticky little sound her outer pussylips
opened.
"Oh!" Trina cried, watching with a feeling of mixed horror and excitement. Yes, she
had played with herself in bed, especially after one of the boys had nearly succeeded in
breaking down her defenses, but backed off at the last moment. But she never, never
made herself cum. That, she felt, was something horribly dirty and perverted.
"Come on, come on, I'll show you how," Cindy said, dropping her snotty tone of voice
and patting the bed. To Trina's surprise, Cindy was rapidly skimming off her panties.
She wadded them into a silky ball and dropped them onto the floor. "You've got a clit
just like mine – this kind of covering," Cindy said, poking at the shiny red mound of
flesh.
Trina glanced over and realized that her own pussy was pinker than her sister's. It was
so hot and wet, wetter than Cindy's. Maybe one year's maturity did that to a woman.
"It gets real hard and big when you rub it," Cindy continued.
Trina spread her knees wide apart so that her cunt opened. Glancing down she saw the
blonde hairs sticking up all around her hot, swollen cuntmeat. Brushing her fingers
over the downy bloated cuntlips, the younger teenager finally pried her slit open and
glanced down. The tiny dark pink clitty seemed to be swimming in a flood of juice. Oh,
how hot she'd been getting lately, thinking about boys, listening to her sister talking
about them, and now having those three Mexican studs living next to her!
Trina closed her eyes and lay back. She could feel her sister moving around the bed,
moaning a little as she fucked herself with her fingers. Doing this kind of thing seemed
silly, almost incredibly dirty. And yet how delicious that small electric shock felt when
she touched the tip of her stiffening clit with her fingertip. Suddenly the blonde
teenager remembered when her mother had come into the bathroom. She'd been in the
bathtub playing with herself. Her mother had said something. Even now that incident
vaguely came to mind and made her a little reluctant to touch herself.
"Doesn't that feel good? I mean, really good?" Cindy asked in a thick voice.
"Yes," Trina said. She was surprised at how shaky her voice had become.
"Sometimes when I spurt a little oil on it, it's even better. Then I work it around in
circles with a couple of fingers at the same time. Both hands really makes me hot. God,
just talking about it makes me want to do it again!"
Trina was learning things about her sister fast! She had no idea Cindy had become so
expert at this kind of sex.
"Don't you ever feel like you've done something... wrong?" Trina asked, feeling her
body respond quickly to the finger-fucking massage.
"Not me," Cindy said, shaking her head. "I feel kind of dreamy and warm. Sometimes I
stick a pillow between my legs and go to sleep." She sighed contentedly, letting her
finger move between her cuntlips again. Trina glanced at her sister's dark brown cunt
hairs. It fringed around her slit, making a neat little triangle over her cunt.
"I don't seem to have as much hair as you do," Trina said, feeling a little inferior to her
sister.
"It's because you're so blonde, Trina. I mean, you're a real blonde. Blondes don't have
that much body hair. That's good in a way. I heard lots of guys like that. It makes them
able to feel a girl's cunt better with their hands and their cocks."
"You told me you were a virgin!" Trina said, shocked that her sister knew something
like that.
"I am. I said some of the girls at school told me. Not everybody's untouched like us,"
Cindy said off-handedly, paying less and less attention to her sister as she started to
work in earnest on her pussy.
Trina could smell the heat of her body, a kind of sharp muskiness that came up from
between her trembling thighs. Even when she bathed lately she could smell that odor.
Actually she kind of liked that smell. Something instinctively told her it was part of
being a woman. And if nothing else, that was something Trina was looking forward to.
"I'm surprised you never fooled around with your cunt before," Cindy said, rolling her
head and looking at her older sister.
Trina could tell the young brunette was quickly rising in heat. The girl's eyes were
glazing over and her face and belly were flushed.
"I thought I shouldn't. I've looked a couple of times. In bed I've kinda touched myself.
But I never did this kind of thing before," Trina managed to say in between pants. She
could feel her thighs beginning to hunch upward against her probing fingers.
Cindy laughed. "You know Linda Bettinger? Well, her aunt showed her how to fingerfuck 
and then she showed me. I was thirteen. I've been doing it since junior high and I
do it at least three times a week. I don't feel sick or guilty about it either," Cindy said,
jerking her head around suddenly and letting out a tiny, tight cry. "I'm gonna try the
oil again," the young brunette teenager said, pulling herself up from the bed and
walking ever to the dresser. Trina watched as Cindy opened the top drawer, fished
around for a few seconds, then pulled out a small bottle of baby oil.
"What are you going to do?" Trina asked, hiking her dress higher until it was like a
rope around her waist. Cindy came back to bed and sat next to her elder sister, digging
her heels once more into the mattress and raising her, knees, spreading them apart and
exposing her cunt to the air.
"It's just some of that oil I was telling you about. Come on, wanna try?"
"I... I don't knew. I guess so," Trina said hesitantly. She swallowed with excitement.
Already Cindy was sprinkling drops of baby oil onto her fingertips. With the ether
hand, she peeled the outer labes of her cunt back, while massaging the slick oil into her
steamy cuntal crack. It sounded so squishy and wet and exciting that Trina felt a
sympathetic thrill in her pussy. As the fleshy knob of Cindy's slit pushed up and out
from its hood, the young brunette licked her lips and closed her eyelids tightly.
"I sure wish boys knew hew to feel a girl up like this. Barny acts sometimes like he's a
real man, but he knows nothing about doing this kind of thing right," Cindy moaned,
working her ass deep into the groaning mattress.
"You let boys do this to you?" But Cindy wasn't going to answer that question.
"Ohhhh, it's really far out Trina. Ohhhhhh, wow, is it good!" Cindy leaned back en the
bed and spread her legs even farther apart. She was using her middle finger. Trina saw
the way she rubbed it down her slit, bringing it back slowly, stepping every new and
then to give a tickle to her clit. "Go on and try it," Cindy encouraged, opening her eyes
and seeing her sister staring at her.
"Guess I better try," Trina said, taking the bottle of oil. She let a few drops trickle onto
her hands, then pushed the greasy fingers between her outer cuntlips. The feel of those
hot folds of pussy meat pressing against her fingers was enough to make her a little
crazy. She kept rubbing, not sure where it would feel the best. In bed alone she always
was afraid. to get really close to the hot, burning spot where her clit was. But now it
seemed the most logical spot to touch.
"I wonder what it feels like to get fucked, I mean really fucked by a boy," Cindy gasped,
rolling her ass from left to right.
"I don't know," Trina answered, feeling uneasily close to her sister. She'd never talked
this freely about sex to anyone. Now, jerking off next to. Cindy she felt so strange
about talking of fucking to her own sister.
"God, I can hardly wait! Oh, God, I can't wait to be fucked!"
This small confession pumped up Trina's courage even more. "Me, too," the blonde
confessed. Her sister rolled her head around and gave her a look as if she'd known all
along about that feeling.
"I'm still scared though... thinking about it."
Trina nodded in agreement, taking a deep breath as her finger slid along more quickly
against her spread cuntlips. Trina watched the changes in her sister's twisting body. The
young brunette's belly ballooned out, then sank in as she gasped in air. Her thighs were
flexing, the tendons pushing out against the creamy white flesh every now and then.
She was pointing her toes out against the mattress. Her hand worked steadily against
her cunt. Two fingers now were glistening with cuntjuice. Then Cindy shoved a third
finger into her hot little pussy. Her cunt was swollen, and colored a dark red around the
edges of her pussylips.
"Oh, God, it gets so... itchy," Trina said, feeling the ticklish sensation growing into a
strange kind of ache. Oh, how she wished a cock, a man's dick would be ramming her
now instead of her own fingers!
Slowly Cindy rolled her hips, moving her cunny mound against her fingers. She was a
little heavier than Trina and her flesh quivered as she bounced on the mattress. Trina
tried to move her slender hips like that. She leaned back on the bed next to her sister
and started pumping her ass up and down. She let her fingertips graze the tiny bulge of
her blood-engorged clit. Suddenly she felt a rush of unfamiliar thrills making her head
swim even more than before. Her thighs felt as if they were on fire. The places between
her toes were tingling and a strange hot-wet feeling crept around the tops of her
jiggling titties. Oh, how she wanted to take her dress off and squirm and writhe naked
on the bed! But there was no time. She could feel a sense of urgency in her cunt. She
shut her eyes and tried to control the sharp pangs assailing her pussy. The sensation of
the' smooth bedspread under her naked asscheeks felt so good and soothing. She
hunched up and down like her younger sister, humping her thighs as if she were really
fucking a man.
"Oh, wow... I always start cumming so fast when... when I... ohhhh!"
Trina watched her sister in amazement. The strange, convulsive way Cindy was moving
seemed scary and weird. Her legs were bent sharply at the knees. Then her legs flopped
loosely down, only to jerk back up again. She dug at the mattress with her heels, tossing
her shoulders back and forth. Her curly brown hair fell over her forehead, tangling in
her open mouth.
Then Cindy rolled suddenly onto her belly and clamped her thighs shut tight, her
fingers still squishing wetly between her tightened cuntlips. Trina reddened as she
watched her sister pump her ass up and down in a fucking motion. The bed jerked
violently as the girl started to cum. "Ohhhhhh..."
Cindy's face was pinched as if she were in pain.
But Trina knew her sister was far from any kind of agony. The thought of a pleasure so
intense as to make her sister jerk and twitch so much as if she were in pain made her
shoulders shake. Then Cindy grabbed a pillow in her hands and jammed it hard
between her thighs. Watching the brunette's sexual acrobatics Trina touched her clitty
over and over, teasing it up to climax, then backing down at the last minute. No, she
couldn't do that sort of thing. It was too dirty. Sadly she pulled her fingers out, half
satisfied, feeling as if she'd committed some horrible sexual crime...
Cindy looked so peaceful as she calmed down, moving her body across the bed and
groaning with ecstasy.


Chapter 2

Cindy swung her legs off the bed and picked up her panties from the floor. Trina
glanced at her then looked away. Her sister looked so happy, so satisfied. She wasn't
ashamed about what she'd done. Oh, how Trina wished she could be that brazen – or
free. Trina wasn't sure exactly what category finger-fucking, or fucking for that matter,
fell under. She was, so confused. And her pussy was so hot – even worse than before.
Trina dropped her skirt back around her knees and started to slide off the bed when she
noticed some movement by the window.
"Oh, God!"
"Trina! What is it?" Cindy asked. She watched as her older sister clasped both hands to
her throat and stared wide-eyed at the window.
"There's somebody behind the curtain! I know it! Oh, my God, they've been watching
us all along," the blonde teenager wailed, backing up. The young teenager felt shame
and horror surging through her brain at the same time. To think those Mexicans had
stared at them through the curtains, watching them play around with their... Ohh, it
was too terrible to think about!
"Oh, no, no, you've got to be wrong," Cindy almost shouted, running past her sister
and pulling the curtains wide open.
"No, don't!" Trina cried. Then she sighed with relief when she saw only the darkness
beyond. In the distance the lights of the Mexicans' home shone.
"You're imagining things," Cindy said, laughing lightly at her sister's jittery nerves.
"I could've sworn... oh, well, I'd better get dinner on," Trina said uneasily, still unsure
about what she might or might not have been beyond those curtains.
As she moved about the kitchen, opening cans and turning on the stove the young
blonde kept thinking about that unsatisfied tingling itch between her legs. Oh, how she
wanted to disappear into the bathroom just for a second to take care of that. But how
could she explain her disappearance to her sister? It seemed silly, worrying about
something like that especially after what she and her sister had just done. All she'd have
to tell Cindy is that she wanted to bring herself off. But something inside her still made
the sixteen-year-old blonde uneasy about discussing sex like that – so openly, without
any kind of restraint. Oh, how she wished she could be like her younger sister!
The girl's thoughts were interrupted by a clicking sound behind her. At first Trina
thought it might be Cindy sneaking up on her, playing on her sister's fears.
"All right, knock it off Cindy, or I'll dump your dinner down the drain."
"What are you talking about?" the younger girl's voice echoed from the living room.
Trina's hair stood on end. Dropping the large frying pan hard on the burner she turned
around and saw the doorknob of the rear kitchen door slowly twisting from right to
left. Someone was outside, working on the doorknob, trying to get in.
"Oh, God, call the police. Someone's trying to get in," Trina shouted.
The clicking sound became a sharp rattling. Trina backed away, pressing her plump
asscheeks and shoulders hard against the refrigerator. She watched the door shake as if
an earthquake were racking the two-story frame house. There were sounds of swearing
as Trina heard Cindy running for the hall phone.
Then the door flew open. Standing in the doorway, his hand still on the jimmied
doorknob was Manuel. Behind him were his two brothers, Raphael and Luis. They were
still bare-chested, their hair tousled on their handsome heads.
"Okay, baby, we know you want it bad. We been watchin' you through the windows
and we're gonna take care of your cunts. Fuck, ain't no way for a goddamned broad to
take care of herself by herself," Manuel said, his thick lips curving up at the ends into a
broad smile and revealing a double row of straight white teeth. Oh, God, he looked like
the devil incarnate. His dark brown flesh glistened with sweat...And those white teeth"
gleam ing so white under his broad black moustache!
"Don't... hurt... me," Trina stammered, her eyes widening as she watched the three
brothers move slowly into the kitchen and close the door behind them.
"Don't worry, baby," Manuel said, advancing toward Trina. "I know you been wantin'
me. Shit, me and my brothers been watchin' you watch us, lookin' at our crotches,
wonderin' what kind of cocks we got."
"That's not true," Trina said, feeling real fear creep over her for the first time. They
were going to rape her and her sister. Cindy! She must have reached the police by now.
"Hey, somebody's callin' the cops," Manuel said, overhearing Cindy's soft, desperate
voice.
"I'll take care of her," Raphael said, moving quickly past Manuel and Trina.
"Me too. I think she's hotter than this one," Luis, the only smooth-shaven one, said.
"I don't think so," Manuel said, his voice lowering and his eyes narrowing.
"What will your parents say?" Tina blurted out, realizing how stupid that kind of
question was. In the background she could hear the muffled shouts and screams of her
sister and the banging of the receiver against the wall. Cindy was struggling. Glancing
quickly to the left she saw Raphael and Luis grappling with the twisting girl, bringing
her down to the carpeted hall floor. Luis already had one leg between the struggling
brunette's and was working her dress up to her waist. They were going to rape Cindy,
rape her in her own home and in front of her sister!
"They're still down in Mexico," Manuel said, still grinning. But his eyes glowed with a
different kind of intensity now... He was looking at her tits, staring at the big mounds.
Trina blushed furiously. She knew she was overdeveloped. Her mother had told her
these big tits would be more of a hazard than a benefit. Now she realized what she
meant.
"We'll give you anything... money, anything. But don't do... that to us."
"What's the matter, baby? We know you pretend you don't like to fuck around. And
then, man, get you hot and you can't get enough cock. Baby, I'm gonna show you just
what it's like to get laid – I mean, really laid," Manuel said, stretching out his hand and
curling his fingers around the top of her dress.
Trina was still pressed against the refrigerator as she felt Manuel's fingers pull at her
dress. She could hear the sound of the material tearing, the buttons pulling loose. He
smiled once more, then jerked his hand down, ripping open the top of her dress. The
startled blonde jerked her hand up, covering her bare chest. He'd torn the dress in half,
exposing the large white bra cups covering her titties.
"Yeah, creamy skin," Manuel said, licking his lips...
"No!" Trina cried, twisting around and pressing her flushed face against the smooth
cool facade of the refrigerator. She gathered up the torn edges of her dress and pressed
them against her chest.
"Don't! Ohhh, you're hurting me!" Cindy cried out from the living room.
"Shut up, you goddamned hot little bitch!" Luis growled. Then there was the sound of a
hard slap followed by a moan. Then another slap and another slap until finally there
was only the sound of tearing clothing.
"Good position for me," Manuel said behind her, reaching out and curling his fingers
around the collar of her dress. There was the sensation of clothing pulling around her
shoulders and arms. Then more tearing, followed by a cool sensation on her back. He'd
stripped away her dress from her torso. It now hung like an apron around her waist.
With more cursing the big Mexican youth twisted her around and slammed her hard'
against the refrigerator. His fingers pressed hard into her flesh, making her cry out in
pain.
"Ohhh, baby, you don't know how long I been waitin' for this. Fuck, I been jerking off
at night thinkin', about how nice and soft you was," Manuel said, running his fingers
gently up and down her upper arms. Trina twisted her face away from him and closed
her eyes. Ohhhh, how good that rubbing sensation was! She didn't want him to see just
how hot she was getting! Maybe it was all that talking about men and the shoving of
her fingers up her cunt just a few minutes ago that was making her pant like a dog in
heat. Whatever it was she couldn't fight it.
"Don't!" But this time there was no fight left in her. In spite of the fact her younger
sister was being violently raped in the living room – in spite of the fact that she was
probably going to get fucked by this big, bare-chested Mexican, Trina could do little'
other than shake with excited expectation.
"Hey, baby, this ain't no place to fuck you," Manuel said, bending down and kissing
her lightly on the neck. His kiss became more violent, his hands stroking her arms and
her titties and squeezing them hard. She could feel the material of the cups pushing
hard against her stiff nipples. But instead of pain the young girl felt an odd kind of
positive response. Oh, she was going out of control, getting hotter than she'd ever been
in her life. No, no, it was wrong.
"NO!" Trina cried, fighting through the red fog that had settled over her brain. She
reached up and curled her fingers, scratching at. Manuel's face. She managed to peel
some flesh off his forehead, making the young Mexican jerk back and swear hard at
her. He felt his face and saw some blood was oozing from the three cuts just above his
right eye.
"Goddamn it!" he cried, raising one hand high over her head. Trina looked up and
watched as the opened fist seemed to come down at her in slow motion. She winced
just in time as the palm crashed against her right cheek.
"Ohhhhh!" Trina cried, her head snapping to the left. Her long blonde hair washed
across her flushed face while her body twisted slightly to the same side. Her knees
buckled and the young teenager would have fallen to the floor if Manuel hadn't caught
her in his arms.
"Maybe, that'll teach you'" he muttered, scooping her up in his arms and taking her to
her bedroom. Trina felt herself floating in an unreal cloud. She'd lost sense of where she
was or what was happening to her. Vaguely the young girl felt herself being carried
through the kitchen, down the hall and into the room where she and Cindy had fooled
around a few minutes earlier. Oh, she didn't know what she was doing – ohhh, all she
could think of was that muscular man holding her, and then his darkly handsome face
lowering itself toward hers. It was wrong – shamefully, horribly wrong. These men
shouldn't be here doing what they were doing. But something else was happening
inside Trina, something she couldn't control. It had started to come out a few minutes
earlier. And now it was fully out, taking control of her better senses.
"Nooo, ohhhhmmffff!" Cindy cried. She could feel his mouth closing down hard on
hers, his tongue pressing hard against her lips. No, French kissing was filthy. Horrible!
Only bad girls did that sort of thing!
But slowly she was buckling under the pressure. Reluctantly Trina opened her mouth
and let Manuel's thick, wiggling tongue wash over her teeth and tickle the back of her
throat.
Gently he lay her on the bed, moving his hands under her ass. He was squeezing her
asscheeks, pulling up her dress until it was hiked just as high as she had had it before.
She could feel his big hands under the thin panty material. Oh, she was so hot, so wet
between her thighs! She could smell that oddly exciting musky odor drifting up from
her legs. She wondered if the hot young Mexican could smell it too.
"Baby, you want this fucking as bad as me," he growled, squeezing her asscheeks until
they hurt. Trina writhed in the painful grip. Each time she twisted she could feel her
cuntlips unsticking and sliding against one another. Ohhh, she'd never felt anything so
awfully, teasingly delicious before in her life! She let out a low groan, digging her head
deeply into the pillow behind her.
His mouth was on hers again, his lips pressing so hard against hers the pressure was
almost painful. She could feel his teeth scraping against hers. Spittle gurgled out of 
their mouths and trickled down Trina's chin and cheeks as Manuel settled on top of the
groaning blonde. Manuel rocked Trina's body back and forth, slowly pushing her legs
apart and squeezing her asscheeks together in order to hunch up against .her hot,
musky little box. Ohh, only the thin, soppy material of her crotch panel and his faded
jeans separated the virgin folds of her cunt from his cock!
Manuel's hands were all over her. He was stroking her sides, groaning as they crept
ever her thighs and slid around the crotch panel. Ohhhh, how good his hot palm and
probing fingers felt when they curved in and rubbed the soppy material against her hot
box! It was an unusually exciting feeling. Trina groaned when Manuel slid the wet
nylon up her slit, pushed it in and rubbed it over the folds and virgin hollows of her
cuntmouth, then pushed the soaked crotch panel gently against her clitty.
"NO, no, don't make me do that!" Trina could hear Cindy scream. That shout brought
the girl temporarily back to her senses. What was she doing, responding like some
cheap whore to this Mexican on top of her. She could feel his hands crawling all over
her body like spiders. Trina felt her belly contract and turn over. How could she have
let things get so far?
"Hey, what the fuck?" Manuel reeled back as Trina dragged both hands up to her sides
and pressed her palms hard against his broad chest. The young Mexican wasn't
prepared for the sudden shift in attitude and was caught off-balance. Trina took
advantage of the situation and scrambled off the bed, noticing out the corner of her
eyes how Manuel tumbled backward and fell sprawling onto the floor.
"Cindy!" Trina shouted, holding the torn edges of the front of her dress up to her bra
cups and running out the bedroom. She could hear the shouts of her sister becoming
moans of pain and horror. Reaching the doorway, the young blonde stopped and let out
a scream at what she saw.
"Hey, who let the broad out?" Luis said. He was straddling the prostrate brunette, his
jeans pushed down to his knees while his balls dangled over Cindy's tightened throat.
His long, thick cock was buried in the girl's mouth. Already it glistened with the
moaning girl's spittle.
"Somethin' must've happened to Manuel," Raphael said in a tight voice. He had his
jeans shoved down but hitched them up immediately and scrambled to his feet. Trina
shook her head back and forth, her mouth opened in mute horror as she stepped back.
No, no, this was some horrible nightmare. This couldn't be happening in the home
where she and Cindy had spent so many wonderful, innocent hours...
"Gotcha!" Manuel cried, wrapping his hands tightly around Trina's waist and squeezing
her so hard Trina felt all the air go out of her lungs.
"You hold her while I tear the rest of her fuckin' dress off. She ain't gonna fight you off
no more," Raphael said as Manuel pinned Trina's arms tightly behind her. The young
blonde let out a scream, closing her eyes and twisting her head to the right. She felt her
skin crawl and her brain
"I tell you, man, she's hot – like all them chicks. Shit, they play hard to get, but they're
so fuckin' hot they can hardly wait to throw their damned legs in the air, right baby?"
The words seared Trina's pride. She groaned as she felt the last remnants of her dress
torn from her body and thrown on the floor. Manuel was pulling her arms, yanking so
hard her shoulders ached. The young blonde felt strangely excited at being held so
tightly and so roughly by these swearing, muttering Mexican brothers. Opening her
eyes she watched her sister being forced to give a blowjob to the younger brother, Luis.
Her cheeks puffed out while tears sprang to her eyes.
"Man, you smell somethin'?" Raphael asked, tilting his face up and sniffing the thick air
around them.
Trina could smell it too – it was the sweet smell of fucking. It was like an exciting
perfume. When Raphael moved up to her and let his hands crawl up her belly and
finally move up to her bra cups the girl closed her eyes and moaned. Ohhh, how good
it felt to have his fingers squeezing her titties through those starchy containers! He was
purposely moving them up and down, knowing full well he was teasing her stiff nipples
with the stiff material. How exciting it was to feel Raphael's hard body pressing into
hers. She could feel his cock pressing against her juice-soaked crotch panel just as she
felt Manuel's seconds earlier. Ohhh, if she could only fuck both of them. No, no, what
was she thinking of! No, she couldn't encourage these animals to do as they pleased
with her and her sister! She would have to fight them off as best as she could, even if it
meant submitting to a beating or worse.
But Trina felt all the resistances melt out of her when Manuel dropped one hand to her
elastic waistband. She could feel him pushing the panties down. The soft nylon material
was pulled from her bloated labes and down her thighs.
Suddenly she heard the sound of a zipper. It was Raphael's!
"Hey, man, you think she's a virgin?" the younger brother said as he pushed his Levi's
down and pulled out an eight inch long dick. Trina could feel something hot and thick
rubbing against her belly. Ohh, she knew it was his cock; a long, thick, juicy dick just
inches above her pussy!
And yet the idea of being raped like this suddenly seemed exciting. Sweat trickled down
her forehead and out from under her arms. She could feel that hardness of Raphael's
dick rubbing against her belly flesh. With a groan she pulled her arms free of Manuel's
weakening grip and threw her arms around Raphael's thick neck.
"She's over playing the shy virgin. Hey baby, how many guys you turn off with that
little act of yours, huh?" Manuel asked, dropping his hands to his pants and
unsnapping the top trouser button. Unzipping his fly, the oldest brother pulled out a
ten inch cock and stroked it a couple of times between his fingers.
"Come on. The two of us can take care of her. I'm not gonna let her get away from my
older brother, again," Raphael said, grinning at Manuel.
"Yeah, all right," the oldest brother said grudgingly, walking a little sulkily to the
bedroom once more while Raphael gathered the trembling, moaning Trina in his arms
and carried her down the hall.
The young blonde felt herself swimming in a sweet sea of sensuality. Nothing seemed
to be real except her clutching, hot, tight little pussy. And then she felt her legs pushed
apart. Something hot was jabbing for her cunt. As it found her cunthair it shoved down
harder. Oh, God, it was Raphael's cockhead trying to burrow into her virgin pussy!
With a howl Trina snapped her legs shut.
"Oh, no, don't, please, don't... fuck me," the twisting blonde teenager cried weakly. But
even she could tell her heart wasn't in that plea. Trina tilted her ass and slowly dragged
her knees to her chest, letting them sag apart. Raphael was still on top of her, his Levi's
rolled down to his ankles while his cock stabbed blindly between the girl's legs. She
could feel something hot and terribly stiff jabbing quickly at her inner thighs. His hot,
uneven breath blew into her ears. At times she could hear him whispering obscene
phrases like "good pussy," "fuckin' good cunt," and other phrases that made her blood
boil.
"Hey, little brother. Remember it was me who got us into this damned place," Manuel
reminded Raphael.
"Fuck, fuck," the younger brother groaned, digging his knees into the mattress while
sliding his hands roughly under Trina's ass. The girl could feel his callused fingers
caressing her smooth white buttocks, the tips digging into her flesh and making her
cunny lips blink open, then snap shut.
Ohhh, what things he was doing to her! And what his hands, his fingers, his cock were
all making her body do! Trina rolled her head back and forth on the pillow. Strands of
her golden blonde hair clung to her dampened forehead and the corners of her opened
mouth. She looked heavy-lidded up at the ceiling. Then Raphael moved his face over
hers and pressed his mouth heavily over her lips, pushing his broad hot tongue deep
down into her throat. Trina moaned louder and raked her fingers over Raphael's back,
hunching up at the young hot Mexican stud faster and faster.
"Hey, man, I get first fuck, remember?" Manuel finally growled angrily, reaching down
and grabbing his younger brother by the shoulders just as he started inserting his
bloated drooling cockhead into Trina's virgin cunny. The young blonde teenager had
felt her outer labes peel back into a wide grin as Raphael's dickhead pushed past the
tight ring of pussy muscles and started touching the hot, wet, dark pink inner folds of
her cunt mouth. Her body had stiffened while her brain went blank. Something new
and horribly wonderful was going to happen to her. Trina felt herself teetering on the
brink of some threatening yet exciting threshold as Raphael massaged her clitty with
one hand while guiding his cock into her pussy with the other.
And then suddenly that hard, hot probe was gone from her snatch! Opening her eyes
she saw Raphael being hauled out of bed, his long eight inch prong dancing crazily in
front of him while his high-riding balls jiggled from the force of the struggle.
"Hey, man, I was inside her, you know, inside! You ain't got no right!"
"I got every right," Manuel growled, throwing his younger brother hard against the
dresser and standing between him and Trina. His fingers were curled into two massive
fists. The trembling blonde hauled herself up on the bed and peered through the sexual
fog that had settled over her mind. The two brothers were squaring off in her room,
fighting over who had the first claim to her pussy! Trina had never felt so low, or so
excited in her life!
"Okay, man, okay. This time," Raphael said, pointing a threatening finger at his older
brother. Bending down he grabbed his Levi's, and grudgingly started hauling up his
trousers, his cock having softened somewhat.
"Hey, I didn't say you couldn't fuck her. I just get firsts, you know," Manuel said,
pushing his Levi's down and climbing onto the sagging bed.
Trina felt his hands wrapping around her ankles and hauling her back down.
"Now you're gonna feel a real man fuck you," he whispered in her ear as Raphael
muttered something in Spanish and sulked out of the bedroom.
Trina had to admit his movements were more sure, more sensual than those of his
younger brother. There was a big hand over her tit, squeezing the spongy flesh, rubbing
against the dark red long nipple, teasing it until the girl babbled for him to stop.
"Ohhhh," the girl moaned softly, digging her slender shoulders into the mattress and
twisting like a snake in bed. Manuel was sucking her tit, his sensuous lips wetting down
the sensitive flesh surrounding the twitching nipple. At the same time he moved the
other hand down to her cunt cupping her tender pussy tightly. Trina moaned again,
squeezing her buttocks together and hunching up to that wonderful, squeezing hand.
The young blonde could hear his mouth slobbering over her nipple; could feel his teeth
scraping across the sensitive rubbery mound of titty-tip flesh as Manuel's fingers
worked greedily over her bloated labes. Ohh, how he was milking the lips together,
working their slippery, rubbery edges together. A creamy kind of foam started oozing
from between them. She could hear the slick clicking of her twat being worked over by
Manuel's fingers.
"Ohhhhhh, no, no, nooooo..." Trina was on fire, running with a weird hot lava. She
could feel the hot, slippery cunt juice wetting down her inner thighs. As Manuel robbed
her pussy harder and faster she started snapping her head from side to side violently,
hunching back against his hard, hairy groin. When she felt a thick, ragged-nailed finger
slide inside her dark, tight hot hole the young girl stiffened and cried out like a wild
woman.
"Yeah, yeah," Manuel groaned, lifting his face from her jiggling titties to see what was
happening, then going back to the feast under him. Trina was moaning like a whore in
heat. She forgot about all the good moral training she'd received both in home and in
school. All she could think of was the hot, tight itchy ache between her legs and the big
stud crawling over her twisting body, pinning her to the bed and sucking her nipples.
Ohh, it was good to feel his tongue lashing over the hard tip. Manuel, laved her tits
with spit, bathing the tense sore titty tips until they throbbed with pleasure: Then he
moved his lips around her torso, using his mouth and one hand to work over the milky
white flesh until he had the teenager gasping for air. She clung to him, moaning,
hunching up, sliding her thighs from side to side, praying God he'd hurry up and fuck
her.
Then he was kissing her. She sucked at his tongue, feeling herself melt down and flow
with the heat of her pussy. The entire world was transformed in an instant into a big
cock and her virgin pussy.
The scratchy few hairs on Manuel's chest tickled her unbearably. The girl kissed
hungrily at him, drinking in his spittle, groaning through the hard wet kiss as she felt
his fingers working her pussy loose, peeling back those outer labes, tickling her inner
pussy folds and hollows with his fingertip.
Now Trina could feel the long thick mass of his ten inch, heavily-veined cock against
her belly.
The young blonde's pussy was simmering hotter than before. Trina pulled away from
the kiss, every tooth in her head throbbing after the wild thrusts of the Mexican stud's
tongue. She dragged her heels across the cool, smooth material of the bedspread,
drinking in the sensation of her hot damp flesh against the coverlet. The girl pressed
her belly harder against the long, thick dick, grinding against it invitingly. She could
even feel the ridge around his dickhead pressing against her flesh.
"You Wanna get fucked, baby? Come on, tell me. Tell me how bad you wanna get
fucked," Manuel said between his gritted teeth.
"No, no," Trina wailed. She'd said it once, and prayed God, he hadn't heard it. No, she
wouldn't tell him that...
"Fuck, fuck me. Go on, say it," he coaxed, working two fingers in and out of her tight
hole. When the boy slid those fingers up her slit and touched her clitty shaft with the
knuckle of his forefinger, Trina collapsed.
"Fuck me. Oh, God, yes, fuck me. I wanna get fucked," she babbled almost
incoherently. Manuel smiled and pulled his fingers out of her hairy hole with a sucking
wet pop. Trina relaxed, then found herself stiffening once more when Manuel shifted
position on the bed and drew his knees up tightly against her raised ass. With his knees
pushed up hard against her asscrack, his dickhead was pushing against her bloated
pussylips. As Trina kept begging him for a fuck he pushed down a little. When the girl
cried out, her eyelids opening and fluttering he shoved forward. With another squishy
pop his thick cockhead worked inside. Trina shuddered, feeling his head slide all the
way in. Then she could feel her pussy muscles working, making her swollen cuntlips
close Over the big man's dick and trapping it inside. Most of his big long shaft was
outside, bending slightly at the middle from the effort of trying to fuck a tight young
virgin.
"Relax, damn it," Manuel cursed, shaking his head violently to knock off the beads of
sweat running freely from his forehead and down his cheeks and chin.
"I... can't..." Trina moaned as she felt Manuel move his body around, twisting it so she
could feel his dick working like a churn inside her drooling snatch. The spongy thick
head reamed out the tight pink hole, sinking deeper and deeper into her sucking hole.
"Ohhhh," the girl begged as she felt her pussy being stretched wide open. "Fuck me,
fuck me," Trina cried out, digging her sharp fingernails into the flesh between Manuel's
shoulderblades and tearing at the skin. The big Mexican cried out in pain, jerking, and
pulling his hips to one side. Yet he didn't miss a beat of his fucking rhythm.
"Drop those fuckin' fingers," he muttered, moving his hands from her sides to her
jiggling titties. He took both nipples between his fingers and squeezed hard, rubbing
the tips with his callused thumbs. Trina screamed, feeling her body exploding with
sexual electricity. She arched her buttocks off the bed, screwing the impaling dick even
farther into her body.
"Ohh, yes, yessss," she hissed. She could feel the pressure in her pussy become more
intense as Manuel shoved inside deeper. There were only three inches of dickmeat
inside her. There was still the other seven to go. As much as that thought terrified her,
she wanted all that dick in her. Trina wanted Manuel on top of her, squeezing her,
pinning her down with his legs, chest and arms while he shoved his rod inside her
pussy.
Then suddenly all the exciting thoughts were driven out of her mind when she felt his
prong push against her cherry. Instead of all the delicious pleasure she'd been feeling
the girl felt a shock of pain.
"Goddamn, you're really a virgin!" Manuel cried out with some surprise.
"Yes, yes," Trina panted, in shame. Oh, God, was this the only time a boy believed a
girl when she said she was a virgin – when he was going to tear away her cherry?
"Fuck, gonna make this a little dirty. But it's a real trip fuckin' a virgin. Fucked only
three in my life so far," the young man muttered roughly grabbing her by the shoulders
and holding her down firmly to the bed. His weight came forward and down once
more. Trina could feel his cockhead pushing hard against her cherry.
"Nooooo," she cried, tossing and twisting in his tight grip'. She tried to break away now
from the pole that seemed to be tearing her pussy to pieces.
"Yeah," Manuel warned, lunging down. His cock broke through the girl's cherry with
one stab.
His thick, blood-swollen dick sliced into her pussy all the way, sore from the effort of
busting the teenager's cherry. But finally he'd managed to bury every inch of his dick
into her hot cunt. His body ground into hers. Gasping for breath, shaking the sweat out
of his eyes and nose, Manuel lay his head down on Trina's jiggling mammoth titties.
"Hey, baby, you okay?"
"Ohhhhh..." Trina felt herself floating. There was a kind of phantom pain between her
legs. She knew she'd been ripped open. Her days of childhood innocence were gone,
her cherry having been violently ripped to pieces by this animal! And yet she felt little
regret at this rape, mainly because it wasn't a rape. No. She'd been just as much a part
of her first fuck as Manuel. Oh, he'd started it. But she encouraged him every step of
the way. Instead of trying to fight him off she spread her legs and literally begged him
to fuck her.
"Just lay like this for a while," Manuel advised catching his breath while moving his
hands sensuously over the young blonde's white, taut body. Trina felt her breath catch
as she felt his hands stroking the sides of her small body, stopping at the gentle curves
of her hips, then moving on up to her shoulders and arms. And all the while she was
conscious of his fat dick still stabbed all the way to the hilt in her hot drooling box.
"Ohhhh," Trina groaned after several minutes had passed. The initial killing stab of
pain was gone. No, she didn't want him to quit. If he'd gone this far, she wanted it all
the way.
"Hot for a fuck, eh, bitch? Shit, you've been ripe for a fuckin' for a couple of years, I'll
bet," Manuel commented, exciting both Trina and himself with his words. With an
upward thrust of his thick-muscled hips the big Mexican pulled his cock out and let it
twitch inches above the girl's quivering pussy. Oh, God, Trina needed that cock, had to
have her tight drooling little hole filled with his fat, thickly veined prong. She had just
had her cherry torn; she should have been writhing in pain and shame, begging Manuel
to leave her alone. Instead, she was twisting on the wrinkled bedspread like a bitch in
heat, thrusting her thighs up, trying to center her cunthole over the glistening dome of
the big stud's prickhead. She rubbed her stiff nipples against his broad chest, trying to
take care of the killing itch that had attacked those long hard titty tips. Moving her legs
farther apart, the twisting girl slid her ankles over the Mexican's, giving her better
leverage to shove her pussy hard against his throbbing prong. And then with a low
moan Trina felt his cockhead spread her pussylips apart and start to enter her.
"OHHHHHH!" Trina felt herself spinning out of control. When the wide flaring head
was still pressing against the outside of her cunt muscles, the young blonde had the
steamy, bellybloating tension starting up in her crotch. She moved her hips from side to
side like a sifter, pressing her cunt against his cock.
Manuel was grunting, shoving forward and upward. With a slippery slide, his cockhead
popped back into her pussyhole, past the tense, eager ring of her cunt.
Trina felt herself melting into a sexual mass of twisting, writhing energy. When Manuel
pressed his thick lips onto her mouth the girl fought back, pushing her tongue out and
shoving it into his mouth. Ohhh, how good it felt to have her pussywalls unstuck and
pushed apart to form a broad, high-ceilinged tunnel as his cock drove deeper and
deeper into her musky pussy. When the broad dickhead reached the part where her
cherry had been Trina tensed, her eyes fluttering open and her heart nearly standing
still. But the big Mexican's cunt splitter only soothed the still aching tissues, pushing
out globs of coot juice that wet the insides of her thighs as he drove down farther.
Trina began to relax. The fat knob was just past the most sensitive part of her cunt. The
ridge of his prong seemed to be stimulating the nerves inside her pussy. Licking her lips
and shifting position slightly, Trina contracted her cuntmuscles, rocking back and forth,
milking lightly
at him barely moving her hips. He groaned into the spit-filled kiss, sliding his hands
around her titties and squeezing those hard, twitching nipples once more.
"Ohhhhh, yes, yesss," Trina hissed like a snake, tearing away from his kiss and gasping
for air. She felt her lungs were going to burst. Her eyes rolled back while her nostrils
flared with sexual excitement. Then Manuel was kissing her. Trina's tongue battled his.
She could feel the inner edges of each of his front teeth.
"Baby, you're one hell of a hot fuck. Sheeit, for a goddamned virgin, you're actin' like a
little whore, ain't you?"
Trina couldn't answer him. She knew he was calling her filthy names. But all she could
think about was the rising heat in her cunt making her move again. Manuel saw this
and followed her rhythms closely. When she arched her back he pulled his cock
outward until the ridge around the knob tugged at her pussy muscle. Each time Trina
curled her spine and tried to swallow up more cockhead, Manuel thrust his cock
forward until their hipbones ground together.
The young blonde swiveled her ass and belly around. Each time she curled forward,
sliding down onto his cock and clamping shut her pussy muscles Manuel Grove in
more of his dick. As she ground against him harder and more frantically, the teenager
realized there was more of that rock hard dick to go inside her.
Trina moaned louder now. Somehow Manuel managed to put his hands on her
asscheeks, sliding his fingers up until he had them firmly in his grip. His big fingers
dug into her smooth white buttocks, forcing her hips to meet and take the same rhythm
as his cock.
The blonde could hear herself sobbing with lust. She ground her clitty against him,
loving the sensation of stretching in her pussy. Every bump of dickmeat against her
sputtering clitty strung the girl out. She felt she was vibrating like a struck tuning fork.
Sweat burned into her nose, mouth and eyes as she twisted and bucked and writhed on
the bed with a more furious rhythm than before.
"Ohhhh, can't-take-much-more," the girl stammered, hammering her thighs hard
against Manuel's pounding groin.
"Hang on, baby. I'm gonna cum soon, too," the big Mexican groaned. He dug his
fingernails into her buttocks. Trina felt all the nerve-endings in her ass stand on end.
The insides of her thighs chilled then burned as her cuntjuice poured out, squishing
from her hole and dripping down from the Mexican's swinging balls. Trina felt her
body turn into a rubbery, melting mass of flesh while the whirling ball of sexual lust
started to come apart in the pit of her belly.
"No, n-n-nnnghhhhhh!" Trina cried between her tightly clenched teeth. Her body
stiffened. Her face flushed a deep red and the cords in her neck stood out. She pushed
her head in the brushed pillow while scissoring her legs tightly around Manuel's
hunching back and began driving her pussy like a hammer against his hairy, sweaty
groin. She could feel the simmering heat in her cunny boil over. The temperature rose
steadily upward like the red mercury in a thermometer. As it drove up into her brain
the teenager started holding her breath.
Then suddenly a wild fire started at the mouth of her pussy. Trina's belly seemed to
bulge with cockmeat, swelling with lust and excitement. She grunted like a stuck pig,
ramming her cunt onto the rock-hard bar of cock.
Trina finally exploded, her mind blasting into millions of pieces. The hard, heavy jolt of
her orgasm triggered his. As Trina whipped her hips up and down, and clawed the
Mexican's back and shoulders, she could feel his white-hot jizz spattering against the
sides of her cumming pussy. Yes, oh, yes, this was the most lovely feeling in the world
she'd ever had.


Chapter 4

"Where's my sister?" Trina asked, sitting up slowly from the bed. She rubbed her eyes,
stifling a yawn with the back of one hand while turning around and glancing at the
clock. They'd been fucking for nearly one hour! She'd dozed off for several minutes.
During that time the big Mexican had cleaned up, and had started dressing. Now that
the fire of lust had died down, Trina realized the danger of the situation. The three
Mexican brothers were still in control, holding them captive in their own home. Their
mother wouldn't be home for some time. God only knew what could happen to them.
Thinking of the weird possibilities, the young blonde teenager pulled one corner of the
wrinkled bedspread up to her naked titties and shrank behind the gathered material.
"I guess she's still enjoying herself in the living room," Manuel said, pulling up his
Levi's and shoving his flaccid cock into the trousers. He had a wide grin on his face as
he winked at the cringing blonde.
"NOOOOOO!"
Trina jumped as if someone had touched an electric wire to her leg. It was Cindy's voice
crying out, followed by some muttered curses.
"Cindy!" she shouted, throwing down the bedspread and sliding off one side of the bed.
Manuel tried to stop her but the girl managed to slide to one side and avoid his
grasping fingers. "Cindy, I'm coming!" the young blonde said, running wildly down the
hall. She could hear the big Mexican lumbering down the corridor after her. She had to
have some kind of weapon to fight him off.
"Take it this way, baby," Raphael was saying in a thick voice as Trina reached the living
room. On the floor crouching like an animal on her hands and knees was her younger
sister, the girl's face flushed beet red while her big titties jiggled and dangled down from
her chest. Luis had his Levi's shoved down to his knees. He was kneeling in front of the
moaning fifteen-year-old brunette, his cock straight out and stiff and buried in the girl's
silky hair. He was jacking himself off in Cindy's hair. His head was tilted back while his
eyelids were closed and his mouth opened slightly. Trina watched for a second in horror
as his balls rolled forward while he moved strands of her sister's hair over his cockmeat,
stroking the brown, throbbing dick flesh with his fingers.
But what particularly horrified the blonde was Raphael. He was behind Cindy, his
hands clamped firmly on her rounded taut buttocks while his cock was banging against
her tight little shitter. He was trying to butt fuck the screaming teenager and obviously
having some trouble in getting her to relax.
"You leave her alone," Trina cried, running after Raphael and forgetting about Manuel
only a few feet behind her.
"What?"
The next thing he knew Trina was on top of him, her nails scratching his face. The
young Mexican backed away, jerking up his hands and trying to knock Trina's fingers
away from his torn cheeks.
"Come on," Trina said, wheeling around and grabbing her sister by one arm. But
Manuel was already in the room. Glancing up she saw him raise his hand again. Before
she could duck, the palm once more crashed against the side of her head.
"Ohhhhh!" Trina cried, her body snapping to one side. The girl's arms flailed out and
she staggered backward, desperately trying to keep her balance while holding onto her
younger sister. It was impossible. She dropped Cindy's arms and heard the girl fall back
to the floor. Manuel advanced slowly, the same broad smile on his face he had in the
bedroom earlier. She could hear both Luis and Raphael telling him to kill her, to slap
her around so she wouldn't spoil their fun any more.
But Manuel kept that smile frozen on his face, his black eyes focused on hers with
menacing meaning. Trina shook her head, trying to knock away the buzzing dizziness
his hard slap had induced in her brain.
Then suddenly she saw his right arm jerk out. She tensed as he grabbed her hair and
filled his big palm with her blonde strands. He jerked down, nearly pulling the hair
from its roots. Trina screamed, feeling her knees buckle from the sudden pressure and
agonizing pain. Then he pulled back in the opposite direction, snapping her head
around and forcing the girl to change position violently. There was loud laughing all
around, punctuated with Cindy's screams. Obviously the girl had come around from
her half-conscious state and was now watching her older sister abused.
"Little meddling bitch," Manuel growled, giving her hair another sharp downward tug.
Trina screamed, pushing her hands upward and trying to knock the big Mexican's
fingers away. At the same time she fell hard to her knees and nearly doubled over. Then
suddenly the sharp pain in her scalp was gone. Manuel had let go of her hair. Glancing
up furtively the trembling blonde saw his hand slicing through the air once more. Trina
had just enough time to let out a sharp shriek before the blow landed on her right
cheek. Her hair whipped across her face as the force of the blow made her head snap
back and strike the wall behind.
"Hey man, let's take these chicks over next door in case the old lady comes home
earlier. Fuck, I don't wanna have to screw their fuckin' mother to keep her quiet... not
that she doesn't need a good fuck to set her straight," Raphael said.
Trina sobbed, covering her flushed face in shame. These people were horrible. They had
insulted everything holy in Trina's life, fucked both her and her sister, and were now
taking them across to their home to do God only knows what to them!
"Okay, honey," Manuel said, walking up to Trina. She whimpered, shrinking back from
the towering Mexican. The knowledge that he would be brutal without thinking about
it twice terrified her. And she was only barely aware of the sexual thrill she felt.
Manuel let her cry for a few seconds. But the excitement of what he was going to do to
both sisters in his home made him move quickly.
"I said, let's get moving. Here," he said gruffly, tossing her clothes into her face. Trina
grabbed them and pressed them tightly to her mouth and cheek. Only a few moments
ago she'd been wearing the dress, wondering if it was too daring to put on for school.
Little did she realize it would soon be ripped off in the preliminaries to her first violent
fucking.
She watched as her sister dressed slowly. Trina heard both Raphael and Luis talking
about Cindy's "sweet mouth" and gradually realized her younger sister had been forced
to take both men in her mouth. Trina's stomach turned over. She'd heard stories about
women who took care of men that way. They didn't have to worry about getting
pregnant, and the guys got their satisfaction. But Trina always thought those women
were evil or perverted. Little did she guess her own sister would be involved in that
horrible, filthy act!
"Ohhh. Trina. I'm sorry," Cindy sobbed, moving up to her sister after pulling on her
clothes. She leaned against Trina and wiped a tear from under her eyes.
"It's all right. We can't do anything about it," the young blonde said comfortingly,
putting her hand around Cindy's shoulders and hugging her closely.
"Come on," Manuel said impatiently, glancing around the room quickly to make sure
he and his brothers left no clue as to who they were or where they'd gone with the
girls;
Trina and Cindy marched obediently out of their home, their heads bent low in shame
and humiliation. As they stepped out the rear kitchen door into the cool night air the
young blonde thought about shouting. She and her sister could possibly start screaming
for help from the neighbors. But in their area so many shouted for help and were just
joking. The neighbors were used to hearing kids shout and yell and merely would shrug
this cry off as another practical joke. By then the brothers would be on top of them
once more. God only knows what they'd do if they were really angry.
The five of them crossed the yard. From inside the house, the girls could hear wild
barking.
"King," Manuel muttered, indicating with a sweep of the hand for the girls to go inside
the kitchen after Raphael had unlocked the door.
"OH!"
No sooner had Trina and Cindy stepped in than a large black Doberman rushed into
the room, spreading his forelegs apart and barking furiously at the girls. Tina shrank
back, sliding her arms protectively around her sister's shoulders and pulling her away.
"It's okay, right boy?" Manuel said, moving past the trembling girls and crouching
down while spreading out his hands. The big dog immediately changed his attitude,
lowering his head and whimpering with happiness while wagging his stubby tail back
and forth. Trina and Cindy both sighed with relief when they saw the dog soften his
attitude.
"Come on, inside," Raphael said, shoving the two young women into the kitchen. Trina
and Cindy still clung to each other, their eyes wide and looking around the kitchen.
"Okay, let's take'em in the living room," Manuel ordered. "You ever see two women
make it?" the oldest brother asked Raphael and Luis.
"You mean dykes?" the youngest asked, wrinkling his forehead, then glancing with a
leer at the two cringing teenagers.
"Dykes, regular types. It don't matter. Man, I mean it's really out, out when two broads
are lickin' each other off in front of a bunch of guys," Manuel said, licking his lower lip
and rubbing his stiffening cock through his tight-fitting Levi's. Trina looked at him in
disbelief. Already she had an idea of what he and his brothers had in store for them.
"Now?" Luis said a little disappointed he hadn't had time to finish himself off in
Cindy's mouth.
"You'll get your chance. You too, Raphael,"
Manuel said, obviously enjoying running the show;
"Okay, girls, take off the clothes again."
Trina and Cindy mutely obeyed, realizing how futile fighting would be. Neither
teenager looked at the other as she gradually exposed her private parts. Trina genuinely
felt embarrassed at exposing herself in front of her sister. She stepped from her dress,
eyeing the men and keeping away from the big dog who had slipped into the living
room and was now squatting down near one of the chairs.
"Sit down there," he told Cindy as the finished undressing.
"Ow, you're hurting me," the young whimpered, her forehead wrinkled and her mouth
turned down. Tears of pain glistened in her narrowed eyes as she staggered toward the
indicated chair. With a whooshing sound Cindy fell into the sofa.
"Okay, now you start licking her off," Manual said to Trina, grabbing her by the elbow
and jerking her roughly forward.
"What?" Cindy cried, jerking her body forward and looking wide-eyed and openmouthed 
at the three men grinning at both her and her sister.
"You heard me. Start licking her off!" Manu nearly shouted, shoving Trina down to her
knees and holding her hard by the shoulders. "You start off with this goddamned
reluctant virgin shit then you can't get enough cock in your fuckin' tight little hole."
Trina blushed at the words. She couldn't look up at her sister.
"Now you're playing hard to get. Well, baby, I know your type," Manuel continued,
wrapping his fingers around her hair. Trina's heart pounded while her pulse raced
wildly in her veins. He was going to hurt her again – he loved hurting and humiliating
her. And something the young blonde was beginning to dimly realize was that she
enjoyed it too.
"Please..."
"No, please. That's just an act, baby. You loved being pulled down from that damned
pedestal, don't you? Jesus Christ! Oh, baby, I've got your type pegged! You play the big
precious pussy role but you can't wait to get fucked by types like me."
Trina blushed furiously, feeling as if Manuel's words were bricks hurled at her. Yes, he
was right. Something deep inside the blonde told her he was right...
"Now, you're gonna eat out your little sister and both of you'll love it," Manuel said
gruffly, grabbing her right arm and twisting it behind her until she grimaced with pain.
With a sharp cry the young blonde fell to her knees. "Eat her out!"
Trina looked up and saw her sister's cunthairs only inches in front of her.
"Go on, tell her how you loved sucking up my dick in your fuckin' pussy. Go on, tell
your younger sister how you cried for more cock, you goddamned bitch, you whore,
you slut," he screamed at Tina, pushing her head finally against Cindy's little virgin
snatch.
Trina was terrified. There was nothing she could do. The men were stronger than she
was. With a muffled groan the young blonde let him shove her face against her sister's
warm, moist pussy.
"OHHHH!" Cindy groaned. Trina was shocked to feel an almost masculine hunching
of her sister's hips when her mouth touched the girl's cunnylips.
"She's been howling like a cat in heat, too – not as much as you, but doin' okay,"
Raphael said, grinning from ear to ear while he watched the two women in fascination.
"Oh, God," Trina cried, pulling her face away. She reached up and pulled a wiry
cunthair from between her front teeth. Looking up she saw Cindy's head leaning back
while her large tittie seemed to be pointed straight at her. The tips were! so red, so
hard, looking so excited. Involuntarily she felt an excited twinge between her legs.
"Go on, baby!" Manuel ordered.
Trina lifted her head to the dark patch between her sister's legs once more. Slowly she
bent forward. Through the growth of tangled snatch hair Trina could see the dark red
flesh of Cindy's pussylips. She stopped, unable to go any farther. Then she felt her head
being shoved forward once more. Her face fit between Cindy's widely spread thighs.
She looked at her sister's flesh, all puckered up into goosepimples. The younger girl's
knees were shaking. Cindy's fingers tapped the sofa cushions nervously, while her head
rolled from shoulder to shoulder. There was a strange smell coming out from the
brunette's pussy slit. Trina recognized it as cuntjuice, hot, frothy pussy oil released by
the girl's snatch as a result of her excitement. Fifteen years old and already Cindy was
getting sexual experience most women never even dream of at forty.
Slowly Cindy shifted her position forward on the couch, pushing her snatch up toward
her sister. Trina's tongue flicked out and licked up the slit between her sister's bloated
labes. She could feel Manuel's fingers pressing hard into the back of her skull. No, she
wasn't doing this of her own free will. Somebody was making her do this, someone who
wouldn't think twice of disfiguring her and her sister if she didn't put on a good show.
At least this is what the young blonde told herself now and later, when she would think
of the moments spent in Manuel's home.
"Ohhhhh!"
Trina slid her arms around her sister's naked little ass and shoved her mouth onto her
cunt. Her tongue slid inside, pushing up into the juicy, jagged pussy crack. She rested
one cheek against the soft pussylips and started licking her way in and out of her
sister's cun..."
"Yes, yes," Cindy groaned. "It feels sooooo good. Soooo good, Trina," the girl moaned.
She was rolling her head faster and faster from shoulder to shoulder. Moving her body
forward, the young brunette nearly fell onto the floor.
"They're really gettin' into it," Raphael commented.
"Get' em on the floor."
In a second Trina found herself lying next to her sister on the carpet. She felt her
snatch being massaged by fingers again. This time it was Cindy's hand and not
Manuel's. Oh, how could she be getting turned on by another woman, let alone her
own sister? And yet there was no denying it. That familiar red sexual fog had settled
over her brain. She curled around in another minute until she and Cindy were in a
sixty-nine position. Glancing up she saw the curly-haired snatch coming down toward
her mouth. Just as the red juicy slit parted Trina felt a tongue being slipped gently into
her pussy. It shoved gently in, easing past her tense labes. Ohhh, had Cindy done
something like this before? She said she was a virgin, but she seemed to know what she
was doing with another woman! And when she blew a hot breath through Trina's
blonde cunthairs, the older teenager nearly fell apart. And then gently the superheated
brunette fitted her mouth onto Trina's snatch and started sucking hard.
"Ohhhh, yes, yessss, Cindy. Do that, it feels soooo good," Trina moaned.
Cindy said nothing, moving her fingers and pulling the blonde's pussylips gently apart.
Trina felt her labes unsticking and peeling back. There wasn't the terror she had when
Manuel was going to fuck her. No, this was her sister, now. Cindy wouldn't hurt her.
Trina felt strangely loved and cared for. And when the brunette teenager ran her tongue
inside the red-hot slit Trina found herself bucking her thighs up, trying to fuck her
pussy onto her sister's stiff tongue.
"Ohhh, yes, fuck, yesss," Trina hissed as she felt her sister panting into her pussy. She
felt her clit pop out throbbing and hard. As filthy as this sex scene was, Trina was
hoping it would last as long as her first fuck had with Manuel.


Chapter 5

"Give me your cunt!" Trina whispered as she saw Cindy's reddened clit dangling in the
curly brown hair just above her mouth. She was talking like a dyke. But right now she
didn't care what the others thought. All she knew was the tight achy feeling was back in
her pussy and her sister was doing her best to satisfy it. The least thing she could do
was suck on her sister's clitty.
Trina shook in excited anticipation as she watched Cindy lower her thighs. Her hands
slid up and around the girl's soft ass, squeezing the full cheeks and rubbing them
gently. Trina slipped her fingers into the hot crack between Cindy's jiggling buttocks.
Raising her head, she flicked out her tongue once more and licked the pulsating surface
of Cindy's delicate clit. As a direct result the young brunette lowered her cunt. In an
instant the juicy cunt pushed down until it pressed firmly against Trina's sucking
mouth. The blonde stuck her tongue between the bloated hot labes as hard as she
could, curling the edges around the center and stiffening it. She hoped her sister would
think it was like a cock, something to take care of the hot, itchy ache she knew Cindy
must be suffering from now.
"Ahhhh!" the brunette sighed with delight.
Trina could tell her lapping and licking was driving her sister wild. Cindy's hips were
pushed down onto her face and hunching wildly, trying to get more tongue up her
snatch. Trina remembered how she was humping on the bed with Manuel over her,
thrashing around, jerking her hips up, trying to swallow more cockmeat up her hot
drooling box. Yes, Cindy was having that same delicious problem.
The young brunette buried her face in the blonde musky bush of Trina's' snatch. Her
lips pressed hard against the wet slit. The young girl could taste something odd besides
her sister's pussy juice. It was cum, cum from Manuel's cock. Of course, her sister had
been brutally raped in that bedroom, a fate she had yet to experience. She knew too
well the taste of male jizz. Both Manuel and Luis had forced her to suck them off,
though neither of them came in that position. Still Cindy had tasted some of the cum
as it bubbled out.
While Trina felt her pussy getting kissed, she kept working her fingers deep into the
valley between her sister's plump, yet taut ass. As her index finger found the puckered
little hole in the center that had fascinated Raphael so much earlier, Trina worked it
around in small circles. Slowly she made the circles smaller until she was rubbing her
fingertip around the wrinkled edge of the tightly closed hole. Curling that finger she
pressed down and started pushing it inside.
Cindy shoved down again with her hips, grinding her drooling musky pussy against her
sister's face. At the same time she spread her legs farther apart, stretching her buttocks
apart so Trina could get her finger inside. She felt the fingertip push slowly into the
tight, grasping bung. It started wiggling around and around, teasing her and sending
hot and cold chills racing from her ass to her cunt. Her clitty throbbed from the
sensations Trina was creating in Cindy's ass. She twisted her hips up and down, loving
she sensation of getting fingered in the ass and tongued in the cunt.
"Ohhh, yes, yes," Cindy hissed.
"Mmmmmhhffff!" Trina groaned.
"Shit, I think they're close to cummin'!" Manuel said disappointedly. He'd taken out his
cock and fingered it to full thickness and length. The other brothers simply fingered
their dicks through their Levi's, watching in fascination as the women squirmed and
wiggled over one another. There was a heavy perfume of cuntjuice filling the air.
Trina felt her cunt exploding like a bomb. Her pussylips were being spread even farther
apart by her sister. Cindy was exposing the dark red throat of her cunt. The light
blonde curls on her bloated labes seemed to twitch as Cindy blew her hot breath over
them. The dark pink color of her clit glowed juicily at the top of her jagged slit. Her
titties tilted up to rub into the soft curve of Cindy's belly.
As Trina wiggled her finger in the tight warm asshole of her sister, she felt her pussylips
being sucked again. A hot mouth opened wide, the lips pressing hard into her
pussylips. Cindy's head pushed down, shoving tighter and tighter against Trina's cunt.
The blonde felt the sucking mouth work on her pussy, pulling the flesh around in
gentle tugs until it was like having a cock sliding in and out.
"Cindy, Cindy..." Trina was panting frantically. She felt her sister's mouth go wild on
her cunt. It ground tightly into her, spreading the bloated labes, pushing into the tight
hole and finally sucking on her clit.
As Cindy sucked hard on her sister's clit she felt the finger in her ass pushing farther
inside. She groaned more loudly than before, rolling her ass around in small circles.
Once more she felt the finger push its way into her hot, tight ass. The wiggling
sensation telegraphed heat to her pussy. Cindy's soft thighs closed around Trina's head.
Her cuntlips spread wide apart, exposing the hot tunnel. She felt her sister's mouth fit
onto her hairy snatch and suck up all the drooling hot juice.
"Ummmmmmmm," Cindy groaned into Trina's throbbing hot cunt. The vibrations
echoed through the blonde's pussy, shaking her clitty. The blonde's nerve ending
vibrated until she was close to, climax. She spread her legs and thrust her ass up
violently, giving her pussy to her sister in a frenzy of wild hunching. With each hump
of her ass she felt Cindy's wide tongue lash over her clit.
Trina kept her finger up her sister's ass. Pushing her to one side she rolled over
completely, getting on top of the groaning, wiggling brunette. As soon as they were in
position she started hunching down, pushing her tight pussy into Cindy's welcoming
mouth. She could feel Cindy's tongue pushing up and staying stiff. She straddled her
sister's head as if she were on a saddle, working her ass around in a series of short,
jerky hunches. She learned just how far she could pull up without letting that hard
tongue slip from her cunt.
"Ahhhh, yes, yes," Cindy cried like a wild woman.
Trina felt her writhing and twisting under her. Determined to stay on top she tightened
her grip and kept pushing her cunt on Cindy's face in hard., short strokes. She felt as if
she were doing the fucking, fucking herself and fucking Cindy at the same time. She
wanted to make her sister take her pussy and eat it, suck it, make her cum. Ohhh, how
she'd envied her sister's apparent free sexuality, as much as she'd deplored it. Well, now
Cindy was learning a few things herself. Trina felt herself in charge, calling all the shots
now. Her mouth shoved down hard between the blonde's white spread legs as if to pay
her back for the wonderful sensation that was getting better and better with each
passing second. Her hips worked up and. down in strong fucking strokes. She shoved
her finger in as far as it would go into her sister's ass and twisted it from side to side.
She could now feel Cindy shaking under her. Her tongue shoved deep into the hot
pussy and felt it starting to spasm. She could feel Cindy hunching wildly as if she were
spinning out of control. Trina kept wiggling her finger deep inside that tight ass and
kept her tongue slicing down onto the sputtering clit.
"AHHHHHHH!" Cindy cried out sharply. Trina could tell her sister was finally
cumming. She could feel the spasms hit the brunette's cunt. Oh, she was only a few
seconds from feeling that wonderful relief she knew was now sweeping over Cindy's
tight, hot, wet little cunt.
"Don't waste your cunt on that," Manuel said, his voice shaking and thick from lust.
Cindy wiggled on the floor, her legs jerking up to her jiggling titties while both hands
shot down to her cumming cunt. With a squishy popping sound all heard her drive her
fingers into the wet slit and moan deliciously. Her face was a contorted mask of
unbridled lust. The young teenager looked as if she were in pain, although no one
present believed she was. Rolling over onto her belly the young brunette hunched her
ass up and down, jamming her pussy onto her fingers while wiggling them around
against the soft, musky tissues. It was the same position she'd taken earlier when
jacking herself off.
"Get over there," Manuel said, taking the shaking Trina by the shoulders and hauling
her across the floor. The young blonde didn't care what they did with her now. She'd
been so close to cumming, so close to a wild climax. And then they'd pulled her away.
She was feeling the horrible effects of having come close to orgasm and being left high
and dry.
With another curse Manuel let her fall to the floor. There was a chair or couch behind
her. Through the glaze that had settled over her eyes Trina was able to make out the
oldest of the three
Mexican brothers. He was crouched down, doing something with the big animal. Only
when he stood back up and patted the big Doberman on the head did the girl realize
what was about to happen.
"No, no," Trina cried, snapping her legs together and rolling onto her ass. No, it was
awful. They couldn't really expect her to do that with a dog! A dog! Never, never, she'd
see herself torn to pieces by that growling Doberman before she let, him come close to
her.
And yet that tight, achy feeling was still within her pussy. She was breathing hard now
– hard from the terror and horror of what the brothers expected of her, and hard from
the excitement of the earlier sex encounter with her sister.
"Go King."
The big black Doberman jumped excitedly onto the girl, knocking her away from the
chair. With a sharp cry she found herself lying flat on the floor, her head spinning from
the shock of hitting the floorboards.
"Bad dog, bad," she cried, raising her hand' weakly and trying to slap the big dog away.
King simply growled, peeling back his black, rubbery lips and exposing his double row
of gleaming white criss-crossed teeth. A clear string of drool oozed from one corner of
his powerful maw. Trina shivered, digging her shoulders against the floor and trying to
crawl away from him like a snake.
But the dog had been through this before. Growling low in his throat he put his
forepaws on her legs and braced himself. At the same time he lowered his head,
bumping his cold, quivering black nose against her cunt.
"No, oh, God, please, no, don't let this happen to me," Trina wailed, rolling her eyes up
to the ceiling while jerking her legs up and gathering them under her naked ass. But
the big Doberman wouldn't be put off. Straightening her right leg Trina tried kicking
him but he swirled easily to the right, avoiding her toes. Moving quickly around he was
at her left side, dipping his handsome black head into her crotch. She could feel his
breath on the tender inner surfaces of her thighs. The young girl felt oddly giddy. What
was happening to her? Yes, she'd been brought to a fever pitch with the sexual
encounter of just a few seconds before. Her sister was still wiggling around on the floor,
her white as cheeks jiggling as they rose and fell in increasingly slow, jerky movements.
She was moaning soft and low, rocking her body while still moving her fingers around
in her pussy.
"No, get back. King, get back," Trina said in a shaky voice hoping he'd listen if she
used his name.
But there was no escape. She could feel her puffy labes quivering once more. But this
time she was getting aroused by a dog – a dog!
"Ohhhhh!" Why was she shaking so and feeling so weak? There was that familiar tight
feeling in her pussy and belly. Oh, God, was she turning on to the big Doberman now
panting just inches above her crotch?
The big animal lowered his powerful head down farther, letting his long pink sloppy
tongue slip out and touch her inner thigh. Trina let out a sharp cry and jerked her body
around as if someone had hit her violently across the shoulders. The sensation of that
long, hot tongue slopping its way across her flesh made her writhe in revulsion as well
as buck with passion.
"This is horrible... ohhhhhh!" she gasped, her words sounding so small and lost in the
great living room. She could smell herself now, smell herself just as she'd done when
she and Cindy were rolling around on the floor in front of the leering Mexicans. King
liked it. She could tell from the way he was moving his tongue, wagging that stubby tail
of his back and forth.
"Hey, man, I think King's found himself a live one," Manuel said.
"Fuck, and they say chicks don't get turned on by animals. This babe's got the hots for
King and she's just had her cherry ripped out," Luis said, wiping the spittle from his
lips.
"Ohhh," Trina moaned, closing her eyes and fighting down the revulsion and terror
making her throat dry and tight. She could feel his hot tongue graze her cuntlip. She
gasped from the unbelievable tickle, thrusting her hands down to cover the exposed
pussy. The big Doberman whimpered through his quivering black nostrils, licking her
fingers and nuzzling them gently.
"Nooo, please, no," Trina repeated. Only this time she couldn't control herself. Oh,
God, she didn't want to be accused of making it with a dog. But her pussy was
sooooooo hot, from the encounter with Cindy. The young blonde tried raising her left
hand in an attempt to hit the big animal. But it was useless. King went to the object of
his interest. The sudden, scalding pressure of his powerful tongue as it peeled her
cuntlips apart made Trina nearly shout. She dropped her hand to her side and closed
her eyes, rolling the back of her skull along the wall and sob in defeat and lust. She
could hear the big animal's low growl deep in his throat. One wet lick rubbed over her
clit. She bit down on her lower lip hard until she tasted something warm and salty in
her mouth. It was her own blood. Her excitement was mounting with each passing
second.
"Yeah, baby, get it on with King. Come on, honey, get them legs apart and let 'im fuck
you good with that tongue," Manuel growled.
Trina could see the three brothers were going to make her go all the way. They got off
watching young girls degraded by animals. Oh, if only she could fight back. But it
seemed as if every ounce of her former resistance had been drained away. She felt her
asscheeks pressed against the bottom of the wall. She couldn't pull away from him,
couldn't even seem to make him stop licking her. Trina pushed the animal's head away
once, then jerked her hand back fast when she saw him twist his maw around quickly
and try to bite her wrist.
"AHHH!" Trina screamed, managing to get the strength to gather both legs under her
asscheeks and stagger to her feet. The men started for her, then stopped as she
staggered across the living room toward her still finger-fucking sister. Her hair hung in
sweat-matted tangles, curtaining her lust-flushed face.
Trina stumbled when she felt King nip at her ankle. He hadn't actually bitten her but
the sharp brushing of his teeth against her tender flesh made her freeze and cry out.
Then the Doberman pounced, his forepaws braced on her bare, cuntjuice-stained inner
thighs while he nuzzled her bare ass. The young girl turned around and beat back at
him. King growled. She looked down and stared at the big animal. She felt chilled to
the bone with terror. His dark brown eyes danced in his slitted eyes. Then she felt him
pushing her, dragging her down to the floor. In a second she was back on the floor a
few feet away from her sister Cindy. She was on her elbows, one eye on the apparently
unconscious brunette and the other on King. She was hot and confused. Her cunt
ached from the fucking she'd just undergone and the cunt licking Cindy had given her.
Oh, how awful it was to be this excited by a dog. She thanked God that at least Cindy
wasn't a witness to this ultimate degradation.
But was it so bad? Something inside her was telling the panting teenage it was just the
rubbing of one wet surface against another. Yes, that's all it was! All she had to think of
was just the rubbing of wet surface together. If only she could blot out the image of the
big, black Doberman hovering over her like the angle of death! Oh, what was
happening to her? Was she losing her mind? Was she going crazy? What were these
horrible men doing to her? What was that dog doing to her?
King positioned himself between her knees now and started licking them gently. It was
that tenderness that was driving her mad. She closed her eyes tightly and dug her
fingernails into her palms.
"Oh, God, don't don't..." She couldn't finish her sentence. It seemed so utterly wicked.
No, no, she had to fight back the feeling taking her over. King was taking over. His
tongue was working over her bloated snatch. Unbelievably the girl found herself
moving down toward him, pushing her hips forward and up. King whimpered and
moved the long tip of his snout from side to side.
Oh, it was impossible. No, she couldn't stop it, couldn't stop the horrible feeling of
sexual desire coursing through her twisting body. Ohh, how his coat prickled her naked
flesh as he lay on top of her. She moved her shoulders on the floor breathless with
sexual excitement. No. she couldn't fight the tense, achy itch making her cunt run with
pussy oil. Oh, how good it was to hear the slick clicking sounds of the dog's tongue
sloshing around her jagged cuntal slit!
Trina rolled onto her belly and laughed' hysterically as the big animal bobbed his head
around trying to find a vulnerable spot again. He nosed around her ears until she was
wet. This new kind of excitement was wonderful for her. King stood over her, his
forelegs braced on either side of her back just beyond her shoulderblades.
"Ohhh, no, noooooo," Trina groaned, raising her thighs slightly off the floor and trying
to stand up in a bitch fucking position. But there was no strength left in her body. With
a shuddering moan the sixteen-year-old blonde collapsed back onto the floor. She let
out another shivery moan and spread apart her knees even farther. Then slowly she
raised her naked white ass, wagging it slowly from side to side like an animal for the
growling Doberman. Yes, yes, she was swimming in a wonderful sea of degradation!
Trina took a perverse joy in bringing herself down in front of these laughing men.
When King backed down slightly and lowered his head to wet each cheek with his pink
sloppy tongue the young girl snapped her head back and bit down hard once more on
her lower lip. She closed her eyelids tightly and let out a hissing sound from between
her front teeth. Yes, she was nothing but a whore, a common street slut made to do
things even the most perverted whore would balk at. And what was even more
deliciously horrible was that she was encouraging them all. Yes, yes, she loved bringing
humiliation down on her self.


Chapter 6

"Hey man, she ain't gonna stop. Fuck, she's gonna rip our dog apart!'" Raphael said
watching the young blonde twist and writhe on the living room floor. Trina was out of
control. She was laughing, sobbing, moaning low in her throat as the big dog worked
her over. He was licking her asscrack until his hot spittle dribbled down over the thick
blonde curls of her pussy. It was something she'd never had done in her life and she
loved every second of it. Trina arched her back a little more. She was on her knees now,
giving King more room for his licking. She was panting as hard as the big dog was
now.
The weight of her big, taut titties hanging down from her chest excited her more and
more. She wobbled there on her elbows, gasping in lungfuls of air when she could. She
held her breath when King's strong tongue brushed a particularly sensitive spot. He was
working lower on her thighs now. She spread her knees apart until her inner cuntlips
peeled stickily back from the damp, warm pussymeat along her jagged, wet cunny slit.
King pushed at her hungrily, raking his tongue under her pussy mound, moving it up,
up until he was touching her clit.
"OHHH!" Trina cried with one long breath. She felt herself swaying drunkenly back
and forth. Her eyes dimmed while her head was filled with a strange sharp buzzing
sound. King pushed into the mouth of her cunt with his black snout, snuffing and
panting in the steamy, soaked dark red flesh. Trina swayed harder back and forth,
finally rolling onto her back once more. She kicked out a leg as the tense, sexual thrills
built more and more.
King was growling. She'd heard that kind of growling before when the dogs were
fucking in the streets. Now the dog was after her. Glancing down she could see the
animals' long, pointed redtipped prong slithering out of its black, furry sheath.
"Yes, yes, oh, God, yesssss," the girl cried. She was babbling with excitement, holding
the big Doberman's head down in her crotch with trembling hands. She sat up now,
watching in amazement as she watched the strange-looking cock slip from its furry
encasement. She'd seen pictures of dogs' cocks before. They never looked particularly
exciting, and Trina had to admit this one didn't look any better. But then again she
didn't have to worry about that thing doing anything to her. No, they wouldn't make
her fuck the dog. No, that was too foul even for them. This licking was enough.
Ohh, how his tongue rubbed her flooding pussymeat. She watched as her clitty was
forced down by the licking tongue. King wagged his powerful doggie hips and even
more of his red cock slipped out. All those bumps, all those knobs, and how darkly red
it was getting! Glancing down once more Trina watched as her pussy hair clung
together in wet little blonde curls along the edge of her bloated labes. She watched as
the animal's tongue slithered in and out of her wet hole. She could see spittle and her
juice oozing out in frothy globs from between her pussylips.
Then suddenly King changed his tactics. Moving backward slightly he opened his maw
and sank his teeth gently into Trina's swollen cunny flesh. The effect was immediate.
The young blonde let out a cry, closing her eyes and shaking allover. A strange fever
crept over her flesh. The hurt was so keen that pleasure boiled from it and pushed her
over the edge. Above the sounds of King's sloppy tongue sloshing out her pussy she
heard someone screaming with delight. It was her own voice. She was cumming, boiling
over, exploding with a wildness she thought would knock her unconscious.
There wasn't the sensation of being filled she had when Manuel fucked her earlier. But,
ohhh, how wonderful this was. King made strange animal sounds against the hot mess
of her cunt. It was a kind of growling, whining noise that made her open her knees
wider. As her climax peaked King shook her cunny mound more spiritedly than before,
his fangs pressing maddeningly against her pussymeat.
"Hey, man, I think she made it," Raphael said, narrowing his eyes and watching the
girl's thrashing slowly become less wild.
"Yeah, man. Hey, I should've brought a camera," Luis said, rubbing his hard cock. A
dark stain on his right pantleg betrayed just how hot he'd gotten watching Trina get
licked off by the big animal.
"We ain't done the best yet," Manuel said, reaching down and slipping his fingers
under the Doberman's collar and pulling him back. Trina lay with her knees bent
slightly and her legs drawn up toward her shoulders. Ohhh, how good it was to have
that ache taken care of! She sucked in lungfuls of air now, fighting down the sudden
sensation of guilt burning at her conscience. No, she wasn't responsible for what had
happened. And yet...
"Hey baby, you ain't taken care of ol' King yet," Luis said.
"Trina, what?" Cindy finally moaned, rolling around and seeing what her sister had
been doing with the panting Doberman for the first time. "Ohhh, Trina, noooo..." The
brunette's face showed her horror as she looked from her sister to the dog standing over
the cringing blonde, and back to Trina, once more.
"I'm... I'm s-sorry. But I couldn't..." Trina was too ashamed to go any further...
"This should be quick. Hey, man, your sister likes this. I mean, she really digs it,"
Manuel said, grinning from ear to ear. "Now, get over on your goddamn hands and
knees. Any good fuckin' bitch dog knows how to fuck that way," the big Mexican
growled...
Without looking at her sister Trina did as she was told. Behind her she could hear the
dog sniffing at her pussy. She could feel his cold nose sliding up her left thigh, moving
around to her ass and sniffing at the tufts of blonde hair curling out from under her
cunny mound. There was no sensation of sexual excitement now. Her pussy had had a
tremendously powerful climax and the young blonde wasn't ready for another one yet.
Still the touch of the Doberman's cold wet snout against her hot flesh made Trina
shiver and her flesh pucker into goose pimples. She let out a sharp gasp and closed her
eyes, hunching her head down into her shaking shoulders and letting her lower jaw
slacken. Her fingers and toes curled while her breathing became rapid and shallow.
"Up, boy, up. Come on, and fuck the little bitch. Everybody can see she's so fuckin' hot
she's gonna piss on the floor if you don't fuck her now'" Manuel said to the animal,
unzipping his pants and pulling out his ten-inch whanger and stroking it furiously. His
knees bent and shook while his thick fingers flew rapidly up and down the
thicklyveined brown cock. His breathing was shallow and uneven while he kept egging
the big Doberman on.
Trina twisted her head around and peered over her left shoulder. Through her matted
hair, she could see King standing just behind her raised taut buttocks. His nose was
glistening with her pussy juice. His eyes glowed with a strange, frightening light, and
that huge cock looked powerful. Trina sucked in a ragged breath while her eyes took in
how thick and long his cock had become. Somehow now it looked much larger than it
did before! A clear drop of cum clung to the pointed tip while the thick blue veins
stood out in the slick red meat of his doggie prick.
"Come on, boy!"
"Oh, Trina, oh, God!" Cindy cried, covering her face with both hands and turning
away. But Raphael leaned over and pulled her fingers from her eyes. They were going
to make her watch her sister's ultimate degradation.
The panting Doberman let out a series of high pitched whines through his nostrils. She
could feel his hot uneven breath against her buttocks now. Then he was back to licking
her once more. She could feel the short stubby hairs around his snout brushing against
her slick cunny walls. His pink tongue lolled sloppily over her cunt, parting the slit
while it bathed her clitty again and again with his saliva. Trina's pussy was still
sensitive. The young teenager shivered and nearly collapsed to the floor. No, she
couldn't feel any excitement rising in her cunt. All she felt was the horror and revulsion
at what was happening to her. Trina felt her stomach turn over and tasted something
sour rising in her belly to her dry throat. She prayed God she wouldn't vomit in front
of these men. That's exactly what they'd like. The more depraved and humiliatingly the
reaction the more they enjoyed it.
Not she wouldn't give them the satisfaction.
Then suddenly the Doberman was on top of her. His move had been so quick she
hadn't had time to prepare herself for it. The sudden weight made her arms sag and
bend at the elbows. Suddenly the girl found herself swimming in a sea of dog hair. His
forelegs slid up and clamped around her sagging belly while he nestled his powerful
head between her shoulder blades. Trina groaned under the weight twisting her head
away t trying to get her ears away from the horrible hot panting of the clinging animal.
Against her thighs she could feel King's long hot slick knobber sliding up and down.
He was rubbing it against her creamy white thighs getting some relief but not the
ultimate climax he was hoping for. His toenails scratched her sides until long red lines
appeared in relief against her white flesh. All the horror of the day came crashing down
on the young blonde's head at once. This was it! She was actually going to be fucked by
a dog in front of her sister! Oh she wanted to scream, to claw at the men who were
making her do this. But it was impossible. Not she had to be strong for her younger
sister. Cindy had been so self-assured, so confident Trina had almost come to depend
on her for advice even though the brunette was one year younger. Now the tables were
turned. She could see Cindy buckling under the pressure. She was the one who had to
be strong, to fight back when she could. They could do what they wanted with her body
t but she still had her mind and her soul. Those they couldn't rob.
The doggie grip around her waist tightened. Trina snapped her head up and bit down
hard on her lower lip until it bled once again. Her lower jaw slackened while a tear
escaped from under one tightly closed eyelid. Her body quivered as if attached to some
hidden electrical current. The teenager curled her fingers and dug them into the floor
while she flexed her butt muscles and waited for the penetration of King's pointed dick.
Trina let out a low moan. She could feel that long, hard hot prong moving closer and
closer to her pussy. It was pushing through her forest of blonde cunthairs now inching
its disgusting way along toward her hole.
And then it happened. Her belly jerked and tightened while her eyelids fluttered. Trina
was racked with a series of dry heaves. Her chest and throat ached horribly while the
bitter taste in her mouth became more intense. She scraped her knees painfully over the
floor while breaking several fingernails in the carpeting. Waves of nausea swept over
her as King's hard dick disappeared inch by inch into her pussy.
"OHHHHHHH, NOOOOOO!" the girl wailed, jerking her head from side to side.
Her long blonde hair whipped across her white knuckles as more tears rolled down her
cheeks. That long, knobby thing was reaming out her cunny, splitting her in two in the
most disgusting way.
King whined, holding more tightly on to her. He was drooling, filling the little valley
created by her jutting shoulder blades with his saliva. She felt surrounded by dogs. She
even thought she smelled like a dog. The girl wanted to vomit again and again but
managed to keep her bile down.
"Uh! Uhf UHHHG!" Trina cried each time the big Doberman threw his powerful hips
forward and drove his cock into her cunt like a spike. He was fucking her fast and
furious. There were no preliminary foreplay moves. No, he was just interested in getting
rid of the tense, itchy ache in his prick in the fastest way possible. Her titties jiggled and
swung forward from the force of the Doberman's fucking blows. The nipples nearly
touched the floor as King's fucking entered the final round.
Trina braced herself as she felt the animal over her start to tremble. He tightened his
grip around her waist, digging his sharp toenails even harder into her soft white flesh.
The trembling girl heard a sharp high cry above her. That was followed by a powerful
forward hunch that nearly knocked Trina off balance and onto the floor. She dug her
nails more firmly into the shabby carpeting, then felt something warm and wet
suddenly bathing her cunny walls. King was cumming, filling her pussy up with his
doggie spunk!
"Uhhhgh!" the blonde sixteen-year-old cried in disgust. Trina felt his big hairy balls slap
against her buttocks as King took another powerful downward stroke and held his dick
there, cementing it to her pussy with his jetting cum.
"Yeah, baby, yeah," Manuel cried, closing his eyes and moving his fingers slowly over
his cock, slicking it down with drops of cum oozing from his broad piss-slit. His
brothers were doing the same thing, their eyes wide and watching as their pet animal
was fucking the hapless blonde teenager.
"Oh, no, Trina, no," Cindy wailed, lowering her eyes and blushing furiously at what her
sister was doing.
"Uhhhh," Trina cried, her head now hanging limply between her shoulders. The
animal's climax was slowly slackening off. More and more cum had shot out of the
animal's throbbing prong until Trina could feel it spilling from her hole and trickling
down her legs. She'd felt the big knot just in front of his fat dickroot slamming up hard
against her flattened cuntlips. She knew he was trying to work that big thing into her.
But there was no way she was going to let that happen!
The Doberman's cumming seemed to last forever. When it was over he slid off her
body and trotted to one corner near Cindy, curling up quietly .and licking the tip of his
rapidly shrinking cock. Manuel peered down at the defeated blonde. Trina still was on
her hands and knees but looked as if she were about to collapse to the floor and never
get up. She was breathing deeply and regularly, but there was something unnatural
about her face. She looked as if she were on the brink of hysteria. And there was little
reason why she shouldn't have gone off the deep end. These men had destroyed
everything precious to her within a matter of seconds. They'd degraded her in the most
foul way, finally making her have sex with a dog! No, she had every right to go stark
raving crazy in front of them all.
"Jesus, I'm so fuckin' hot, but I don't wanna stuff this mother in her cunt. Shit, who
wants a girl who's got dog shit coming out of her pussy," Manuel said disgustedly,
glancing down at the thin whitish stream oozing from her pussy.
"Take her in the ass," Raphael said, tossing a clean rag to his older brother.
"Good idea," Manuel said, getting down on his knees behind the young girl anod
cleaning off her buttocks and thighs. Holding her firmly by the buttocks he moved
forward, pressing his cherry red cockhead against her puckered asshole.
"N-no, not... there!" Trina wailed.
But Manuel was determined to have his way. Grunting like a pig, the big Mexican
shifted his thighs from side to side, working his dickhead slowly into the girl's tight
little bung.
"Oh, God!" Trina cried. She could feel the blunt nose of his dick pushing harder and
harder against the gray and pink wrinkled flesh surrounding her asshole. He was
working it gently at first, then with more ferocity as the seconds ticked by. Squeezing
his asscheeks together the big Mexican pushed down and forward. Trina grunted again.
She could feel her sphincters tightening up. Her hole was closed shut and tight like the
body of a clam.
"Damn it," Manuel grunted, raising one hand and bringing it down hard across her
butt. The room echoed the sharp cracking blow. Trina cried out, her lower jaw
slackening once more while her eyes widened. At the same time her white butt flesh
reddened where he'd smacked her. Again and again the Mexican struck Tina, warming
up her ass until it glowed like a hot cherry.
Strangely Trina felt her asshole muscles gradually relaxing under the steady assault. The
constant blows had deadened any sensation at the throat of her shitter. Thus the young
blonde teenager had no idea just how far Manuel had progressed with his butt-fucking
until his entire dickhead had been shoved into her tiny hole.
"Yeah, man, yeah," Manuel growled, sliding on top of her doggie fashion and running
his fingers along her belly until he found her hanging titties. While Trina twisted and
groaned loudly under his foul attack the big Mexican worked his thighs from side to
side and in tiny circles, slowly
reaming out the screaming girl's asshole and driving inch by hot, throbbing inch into
Trina's bunghole.
"Fuck her, man, fuck her," Raphael cried in a strangled voice.
"Man, I'm not gonna wait for my turn," Luis said, falling behind Cindy and wrestling
her to the floor. The screaming brunette reached up with her hands and started clawing
at the young Mexican's face. But Raphael was quick to defend his brother, falling down
onto the girl and pulling her hands to one side. Cindy was sprawled out in crucifixion
style, then rolled over.
"TRINA!" the young brunette shrieked out through the tears. There was a sharp slap
and all cries stopped immediately.
The blonde was in no condition to help her sister anyway. She was making hoarse
sounds like a strangling man. Manuel was fucking his cock regularly into her tight hole
now. She could hear the squishing sounds of his dick as it reamed out her asshole and
pounded her bowels into a pulpy mass.
"Jesus, you're sweet all over, baby. I mean, man, in the cunt, in the ass, you're sweet all
over, baby."
Trina wanted to scream but knew it was useless. Oh, when would this nightmare be
finally over?


Chapter 7

"Fuck, she's too tight," Luis said in disgust, trying to ram his dick into Cindy's asshole.
"Come on, little brother. You've gotta shove in harder," Raphael groaned.
"Fuck, you oughta try this one. Just right. She's so fuckin' good I'm gonna cum in a few
seconds," Manuel said, reaching down and grabbing hold of Trina's swinging tittles. He
held them, twisting them around until he could hear the blonde scream in pain. Then
taking the nipples between his thumbs and forefingers the big Mexican squeezed them
hard. When he only heard the girl's labored breathing he dug his ragged thumbnails
into the hard, rubbery flesh. That brought about the desired results.
"AIYEEEEE!" Trina screamed, shaking violently, moving around the floor suddenly and
thrashing like a mad woman. He'd finally pushed her over the edge. The young blonde
teenager had temporarily snapped. All she could think of was that horrible dog, all the
pain, and the ache deep in her ass caused by the horrible Mexican behind her. No, no,
she couldn't take them any more.
With another scream she pulled completely free of Manuel's grip and his cock. She ran
across the room, tripping over her sister and landing in the sofa Cindy had been sitting
in to let her sister eat out her pussy.
"No, NOOOO!" Trina screamed, covering her face with both hands and tucking her
feet under her ass. She curled up into a fetal position, screaming and screaming until
she thought she'd never stop...
"Man, the chick's flipped out!" Raphael said, looking at Trina in amazement.
"Goddamn it!" Manuel growled, getting up, his cock swaying back and forth from
between the opened halves of his Levi's. Trina saw him advancing toward her and froze.
She uttered wild hoarse cries, her eyes widening to an unnatural size.
"She looks like she's gonna blow up'" Luke commented.
"Stop it, baby!" Manuel said loudly, slapping her again and again until Trina slumped
unconscious on the chair.

* * *

When she awoke she found herself back at home in her bed. Cindy was next to her,
still wearing her torn skirt and blouse. The young girl's face was streaked with tears.
Her chin was trembling as she fought back the desire to sob uncontrollably.
"Oh, Trina, Trina, they made us do such bad things. How are we ever going to tell
Momma?" Cindy said through her flowing tears.
"Nobody can know. Understand me, Cindy? Nobody can know what happened to us.
We can't tell anyone. What happened?" Trina asked weakly, pushing herself up from
the bed and taking her sister's icy hand in hers...
"After you passed out they... took us home. They said they didn't want any crazies in
their home. Besides, they were getting nervous, afraid Momma might come in and call
the police when she found us gone."
"Is Momma home yet?" Trina asked, feeling her hair stand on end. No, she couldn't
live if her mother knew what had happened to her and her sister.
"No, no," Cindy said, then broke into sobs.
"We'll forget about it somehow. Somehow we will," Trina said, taking her younger
sister in her arms and calmly stroking her hair. She wanted to scream, to crawl in a
corner and hide. She was the one who'd been so brutally raped, forced to commit that
perverted act with her sister, and then finally do... that with a dog! Ohhhh, she could
still feel something warm and sticky rubbing against her stretched cunny walls. And her
asshole still ached from Manuel's aborted fucking. How she wanted to climb into the
shower and wash forever! But there was Cindy to calm down. There'd be time for that
later. Right now she'd calm her sister and think... think about how the two of them
were to live from now on.
The next few months were quiet ones for the girls. Many times Trina had wanted to call
the police and tell them what had happened. But how would something like that look,
especially as the time between the actual multiple rapes and the reporting of them
increased? Wouldn't the police sneer at her and say she was probably the "woman
scorned" and was now trying to get back? And how would her mother take the news
that her two daughters had been involved in an orgy, however unwillingly, that would
freeze the blood of the most jaded prostitute? No, no, Trina and Cindy had made up
their minds not to tell anyone what had happened.
But then there was the problem of what to do when they met Manuel, Raphael or Luis?
Fortunately neither girl had classes with any of them. But occasionally Trina would see
one or all of them on the school grounds or in the halls. It was then she shied away
from them, feeling her heart pounding wildly. She was just waiting for them to stand
up and start telling everyone just how "hot" she was. Of course, something like that was
impossible. None of the brothers would dare implicate himself in that kind of crime.
But still Trina and Cindy nearly screamed whenever they spotted one of the brothers.
At home the situation was worse. Their mother wondered why neither of them went
out alone any more, although she was pleased at this sudden change. Most of the times
Trina and Cindy would come home quickly from school, hoping to miss meeting the
three Mexicans still living next door. They would bury them selves in their books, not
daring to venture out. Both girls could hear the brothers laughing and talking in
Spanish through their closed windows, but neither dared to peer out the curtains again
to see what was happening.
At the beginning of the third month the big Spring Hop was taking place. Cindy had
turned down most of the young men who had asked her. She was unsure if she wanted
male company any more – certainly not for a while, considering what she'd been forced
to do with three men at the same time.
But Trina was less gun shy. She'd thought about what Manuel and the others had made
her do and came to the conclusion that, with the exception of the dog, she'd enjoyed
doing it. She was a hot young woman. At night she lay awake long after Cindy had
gone to bed – they now slept in the same room together for protection – and thought
of Manuel. In spite of his sadism she'd found him incredibly exciting. At times she'd
run her hands over her body, paying special attention to her nipples and cunt,
pretending they were the young Mexican stud's hands. Ohhh, how hot she would
become. How she thrashed under the sheets, moving her bare buttocks over the
mattress, and making the bed groan so loudly Trina thought Cindy must surely be
awake from the noise. And then she'd cum, her pussy walls spasming. It was then she
wished she could feel Manuel's thick cock reaming her out, forcing her pussy walls to
stretch out while 'it' dumped that delicious hot load of white jizz into her cuntal mouth.
Yes, yes, she wanted that Mexican's dick again – or so she thought. It was horrible,
terrible to be thinking like that. And when she thought of that black Doberman
crawling over her, driving his knobby boner into her snatch, Trina felt only hatred for
the big Mexican.
It was with this mixture of feelings Trina accepted a date with Jack Theodore, a fullback
on the high school football team and a long time friend of the family. That night she
dressed especially prettily, wearing an off-white floor length gown that nicely showed off
her large titties. As she sat in the living room talking easily with her sister and mother,
Trina could feel her pussy knotting up with sexual tension. Ohh, was she hoping he'd
try something with her that evening? He'd been one of the boys she'd always
successfully fought off in the back seat, and one of the few who kept telling her he
respected her for that. What would he think if he knew what those Mexicans had done
to her? What would he say if he knew they'd pushed their dog on her back and made
him...
But no, she couldn't think of that. Shaking her head Trina concentrated on Jack – a
tall, darkly handsome young man with a thick black moustache that matched his long
hair. The blonde teenager had always been attracted to him, although lately she'd kept
her distance because of what had happened. Trina was unsure what would happen to
her now. All she knew was she could feel her nipples growing hard and stiff as the time
came for Jack to pick her up. Trina could smell herself. She was heating up like a
furnace, getting ready for a wild sex session when there wasn't one indicated in the
program. She sat talking to her sister and mother praying God they couldn't smell the
telltale odor of her cunt juice evaporating in the thick air surrounding her.
"Jack, good to see you!" Trina's mother said, extending her hand while opening the
front door.
Trina rose as if in a fog. She hadn't heard the car drive up. She smiled, sat down, felt
like a zombie. Every now and then she glanced at her sister who eyed her suspiciously.
Did Cindy suspect what was going on in her mind? She almost smiled. At the
beginning she, Trina, had been the standoffish one. And now it was Cindy who was
playing the critic.
"We'd better be going soon if we don't want to be late," Jack said, standing spreadlegged 
in the doorway and looking at Trina. The young blonde stood up and felt more
cunt juice trickle out from her pussy hole. Oh, God, it was soaking, her panties, making
the crotch panel cling to her bloated labes! What would happen if a drop escaped
beyond her tight-fitting elastic leg bands and dropped into her blue silk slippers? Oh,
they'd all know then just how hot she was – what kind of girl she'd become!
"All right, you two have a good time. My, what I'd give to be going with you," Trina's
mother said 'as the two of them left the home and started for Jack's car. As the young
man helped her in, the blonde turned around and glanced at the home next to hers.
The lights were off and no one was milling around on the grounds. Good. That meant
they wouldn't cause any problems for her mother or Cindy. It was Friday. Maybe they
went somewhere with their girlfriends for the weekend. Trina didn't care. Just as long
as they didn't bother her or her family again.
With a sigh, Trina sank into the big comfortable sofa-like seat. Her. ass sank down
comfortably, maybe too comfortably, she thought to herself as Jack moved around and
climbed in.
"Let's say we take the romantic way to the dance," he said, reaching down and shoving
the key 'into the ignition.
"The romantic way?" Trina questioned, smiling gently at the handsome athlete. How
much bigger, more masculine he appeared in the dark.
"I'll show you. Don't worry, we'll get to the dance on time," Jack said, turning on the
engine and peeling away from the curb. As they headed out toward the large
metropolitan park ringing the city Trina noticed Jack had become rather quiet. After a
while he turned on the heater until the interior was warm and cozy. Soft music drifted
from the radio. Trina sighed again, settling back into the seat and closing her eyes. How
dreamy and soft she felt...
"Oh, you missed the last turnoff to town," the young girl said, snapping out of her fog
and watching the road sign whoosh by.
When he didn't answer she jerked her head around to look at him. The dashlights
showed his beard and square-cut jaw as well as his thick lips set tightly together in
determination. His eyes were glued to the road while his hands gripped the steering
wheel. Trina looked back at the road. The few lights there were had long since
disappeared. They were well into the country now with nothing ahead of them. Jack
sped up and Trina felt a thrill zap through her. No, they weren't going to go to the
dance – at least not for some time. Her helplessness, her growing excitement as well as
her growing fear as to what he was going to try bubbled together.
"Jack, where are you taking me?" she asked, realizing how small and weak her voice
sounded.
He still didn't answer. His eyes were busy following the many curves of the road as
they entered what appeared to be a thickly forested area.
Glancing a look between his legs Trina could see he'd dropped his left hand from the
wheel and had opened the fly of his dress trousers. When he sensed her looking at the
opened fly Jack pushed his hand into his crotch.
"What are you doing?" Trina asked in a trembling voice. Now at the moment of truth
the young blonde teenager wasn't sure if she wanted any sex play. And why had he
become so bold? Normally he'd wrestle with her in the back seat, trying to grab a feel
of one of her thighs or her titties. Now he was just taking her for granted, acting as if
she were some kind of paid whore expected to perform when the dick shot out.
Jack still didn't answer. There was only the sound of his fingers fumbling around with
the trouser material. He shifted position and spread his legs apart farther.
"Stop and let me out!" the girl cried out in a thrill of panic.
At the same time her eyes raced back to his crotch just as the thick purple head shot
out. She was quiet as he pulled his pants completely open, freeing the full shaft. Jack
wasn't as big nor as thick as Manuel, but he had enough cockmeat to make a girl think
twice about taking him on.
Jack squeezed his cock hard with one hand, then dropped it and reached toward Trina.
"No, don't," the girl said, suddenly feeling offended. This had been too easy. Jack had
always been relatively shy in spite of his powerful build. Now he was coming on like a
bulldozer rolling out of control. She could feel the slippery coating of cock juice on his
palm as his hand closed over hers.
"Don't do that. Leave me alone. Either take me to the dance or let me out!" Trina
nearly shouted.
"You want my cock, don't you? All this time I been thinking you were so all-fired good.
But you really like dickmeat, huh, babe?"
Trina froze. It was almost like being with Manuel. The attitude, the phrasing of the
words, it all chilled her horribly.
"How can you say something like that, Jack? You've known my mother and father for
so long – as well as me. What do you think I am?" Trina said, almost in tears. She
knew he was right. Oh, God, what kind of animal had she become? Manuel had turned
her into a raging slut! But no, she had to fight this horrible thing burning inside her.
But how her heart was beating, how her pulse raced, and how hot and slippery her
pussy was!
"Manny told me about you."
The words branded themselves into Trina's brain. She couldn't believe what she heard!
Was it possible that someone with such a fine upbringing as Jack could have any
connection with those... those filthy men next door?
"Manny?" Trina echoed Jack in a small voice. The car was starting to slow down.
"Manuel Ortega, you know the guy next door to you who fucked you and your sister,"
Jack said between his clenched teeth. "And to think I was dumb enough to think you
were so fuckin' prim and proper," he said, shaking his head slowly back and forth and
laughing at himself. "Boy, you sure had me and the whole school fooled. But Manny
wasn't fooled, was he?"
"I swear it didn't happen like the way you think. He raped us, raped us!" Trina cried,
feeling shame, hatred and guilt, all at the same time.
"Put your hand on my dick, baby," he demanded, pulling her hand toward his cock.
"No, please, no, leave me alone, please, please, please!" Trina begged as she struggled
against his powerful grip. "You're hurting me," she cried, twisting in the seat. She
grabbed onto the door handle with her free hand and pushed it down. The door flew
open, letting in a blast of cool evening air.
"Shut the fuckin' door unless you wanna fall out," Jack growled, jerking her toward
him. The door slammed shut as the big athlete pulled her hand toward the big pulsing
head of his prong.
"Jack, please don't," she whimpered more softly than before. Oh, why couldn't she fight
through this feeling overpowering her. From what Jack told her Trina knew she should
be running away from him. But her pussy was growing hotter and wetter. It was almost
like the time she spent with those horrible Mexicans – the more they humiliated and
abused her the more she turned on to whatever they threw at her. Yes, she was a sick
girl, someone people should spit at. And that thought excited her cunny even more!
The ache in her nipples grew more intense as Jack forced her hand closer and closer.
"Feel my cock. Shit, it's gonna feel real good having you ride this rod, tonight, Trina. I
used to go home and jack off in the toilet thinking about how good and fine it would
feel to have your cunt pressing against my cock. Well, baby, now it's gonna happen."
"No, please, please, no, no, no!" she begged.
"Come on, Trina. Manny told me how you were. He said you almost cried when he put
his dick in you. And that you were a virgin. Virgin! Fucked for the first time by that
goddamned spick!" Jack was frothing with anger. "Well, so I didn't get a chance at the
cherry, but I'm gonna come in close behind."
Trina felt crushed with humiliation. Yes, he could do what he wanted with her. She felt
all her resistance weakening. She was nothing but a hot slut who wanted nothing more
out of life than a continual stream of stiff, cum-shooting dicks. At sixteen she'd realized
this! What a judgment had been weighed on her.
And then she felt Jack's hand drop from hers and return to the steering wheel. Trina let
out a sigh of relief, thankful she'd managed to keep him from trying anything with her.
Maybe her pleas had raised the doubt in Jack's mind that Manuel had been lying. Oh, if
only they could go to the dance or go back home. Then she'd try to pry out of Jack just
what his connection was with Manuel Ortega and what the Mexican had told him
about her.
Then Jack pulled into a small dirt road.
"We can get back to town in just a few minutes and be at the dance..."
But Jack had no intention of pulling around and going back to town. The car crept
deeper and deeper into the forest. Then it stopped. The young athlete turned off the
engine while Trina sat quietly wrapped in fear.
"No, no, you can't," she panted as she felt his hand wrap over hers again.
"You bet I can. You're puttin' out for those damned Mexicans all the time, huh?"
"No, no, that isn't true!" Trina cried out.
"You like dick. You're hungry for dick. You love cock in your mouth, your ass, your
cunt, and you're gonna get it, tonight!"
"Please!"
"Please what, fuck you? Manny said you even begged for his cock, begged for it while I
couldn't even cop a fuckin' feel for a tit!"
"Jack, you're hurting me!"
"Feel my dick, you goddamned whore," he growled. Trina whimpered, then curled her
fingers around to grip that long throbbing pole sticking out of Jack's opened trousers.


Chapter 8

Trina felt her body melting, again. It was almost like the time Manuel Ortega had
ripped her clothes off and threw her on the bed to fuck her. There was a kind of wet
hotness that radiated from her belly down to the fat, swollen labes of her cunt. Only
her clit and her nipples seemed hard. She peered through a glazing that seemed to coat
her eyes. She could see Jack fumbling around in the dark. She felt her fingers wrap
around his cock. The hot flesh throbbed under her light touch. Ohhh, how her body
flashed on fire when she felt the thick streams of cum running down the hard, cumfilled
rod. When that hunk of dickmeat throbbed a second time Trina squeezed it greedily.
Her hand jacked up and down, pulling the flexible outer skin over the steely core.
"Yeah, yeah, Manny was right. Shit, you're so fuckin' hot now you can't wait to get
down on that mother," Jack growled angrily. "I know you want that cock in your
mouth real bad. Get down and take it in your mouth," he whispered in a hoarse voice.
"Suck it, baby, suck it, Trina. Shit, I used to think how good it'd feel if you'd take that
prick in your mouth. And now I'm gonna find out."
He kept whispering into her ears, as he forced her head down.
Trina felt herself sliding across the seat until she slipped off onto the dirty floor. Jack's
hands pulled her around into position between his powerful legs. As he pulled her
forward she felt his hot dickhead brush over her left cheek.
"Ohhh, fuck, baby, how good you feel," he groaned, hunching forward and pushing his
dick against her face. When Trina realized what was happening she snapped her head
back and struck her skull hard against the steering shaft.
"Ohhh!" the girl cried, feeling Jack's big hands wrap around her head. She could smell
the strange pungent odor radiating out from his crotch. That smell triggered her into
heat. The slippery, hot folds and hollows of her cunt clutched suddenly into knots. She
spread her legs and sprawled forward. She could feel Jack's knees now pressing into her
big tits. Trina let out a soft moan of guilty pleasure as her head bent forward. This was
it. She was going to actually suck a man! Cindy had confided to her that she'd been
forced to give blowjobs to the two younger Ortega brothers. Other than the terror she
felt, Cindy had to admit that sucking off a man wasn't all that bad and even became
exciting for a while. Now Trina was going to find out for herself.
Her mouth opened. She slackened her lower jaw as much as she could. Jack's hands
clasped one another around her neck, guiding her face down. Slowly she sank until the
head of his hot dick brushed against her upper lip. She could taste something salty
almost immediately. He was. so hot, pre-cum was dripping freely from his piss-slit into
her mouth.
"Ohhhh, baby, suck, suck," Jack groaned, sliding his ass forward another inch. Slowly
she sank the head of his dick into her mouth. Trina felt his throbbing hunk of meat
brush over her tongue. His big dick filled her mouth. Ohhh, how salty, how bleachy
that cum tasted. The salty taste made her swallow until her mouth and throat seemed to
be coated with the strange tasting oil.
"Yeah, gimme head!" Jack moaned, twisting his hips back and forth and driving the
girl's head farther onto his fat dick.
Trina felt the big cock revolve in her mouth, scraping over her molars, then sliding back
toward her tonsils. She breathed with some difficulty through her nose, making high
pitched wheezing sounds. The girl's cheeks bulged out as she moved her tongue
tentatively around to the underside of Jack's dick and started toying with it.
"Yeah, lick it. Manny was sure right. Fuck, you give one hell of a good suck job," Jack
said. Trina couldn't tell him the elder Ortega brother was lying. She never sucked cock
before in her life. Even now the young girl was unsure whether she really enjoyed doing
this or not.
"Mmmmmmm," Trina hummed. She felt the fleshy hot drooling head push back farther
over her tongue. He was shoving it back toward her throat. Trina took a deep breath
and let Jack push his dick wherever he chose.
"Ohhhh, suck me off good, baby. Yeah, yeah," he groaned. He rotated his hips so that
his dick would twist in her throat. Trina could hardly breathe. His hands held her so
tightly to his groin, her nostrils were blocked by his hairy belly flesh. At the same time,
his cock had slipped into her throat and was gagging her. The young teenager felt Jack's
strong legs catch her tightly in their grasp. Ohhh, it felt so horribly good, that Trina
prayed she could go on forever. To feel she had power now; to feel that with a flick of
her tongue or added suction to the underside of his dick she could make an athlete like
Jack whimper like a baby!
"Shit, yeah," Jack groaned, letting Trina go when he heard the woman gasping for air.
"I Wanna see you naked. I've been groping your goddamned body for the past couple
of months. Now, I'm gonna see what the fuck I've been feeling."
Trina stayed on the floor. She couldn't complain or fight him off any more. She liked
what she was doing. She knew that, and she knew Jack knew it. They were isolated in a
forest on a dark night away from everybody. She had to do what he made her do.
"Take off my pants, honey. Yeah, they feel a little tight around my balls."
Jack lifted his ass up as Trina obediently started working on his belt buckle. As it
loosened the big athlete out a sigh of relief and smiled down at the girl. Trina finally
worked his pants down over his hairy ass.
"Take 'em all the way off," he said. "Get my shoes off, strip off everything."
Trina worked quickly, ripping off his shoes and pulling his pants down over his
muscular thighs and calves. Her hands tickled over the thick curly mat of hair covering
his legs. Then her fingers found his balls. Carefully she pulled them away from his legs
so they could dangle down toward the seat. Trina couldn't believe she was acting the
way she was, cuddling them in her hands and starting to gently squeeze and tug on
them.
"That's good. That feels good, Trina. You know a lot about balls, baby. Let's see if
you're as good at ballin' as Manny says," Jack said, reaching down and starting to
unbutton the top of Trina's white ballroom dress. The young blonde leaned back,
pressing her head against the bottom of the steering wheel. She wondered what her
mother would say if she could see her daughter being stripped of all her finery in this
car in the middle of nowhere. Only a few minutes ago the woman had admired how
pretty and cute her daughter had looked in that white dress. Now Trina was kneeling in
front of a naked man, her lips, mouth and throat coated with his' cum. He was
undressing her, his fingers roaming freely over her body, his breath shallow and
uneven. Fucking was on his mind and on Trina's as well. She didn't care about the
dance anymore. They could stay here all night and ball.
"Ohhhh!" Trina felt the bodice loosen over her shoulders and slide down. She unzipped
the bottom half of her gown, loosening it around the waist and hips.
"Let's see what you look like," Jack muttered, gathering up the silken material in both
hands and hauling it over the girl's head.
Trina felt the soft material tickle its way over her sensitive, hot flesh. As it pulled over
her tits she felt them lifted by the tugging of the material. Once more she moaned with
pleasure.
"That's better. Come on and cuddle up between my legs now, and I'll keep you warm,"
Jack whispered as his fingers worked under her bra strap. There were some preliminary
fumblings, and then success. The strap came undone. She could feel the heavy weight
of her titties pull at her chest as the bra slid down her shoulders and arms. Raising her
hands the young blonde pulled the restraining halter from her body.
"Oh, man, feel those tits," Jack whispered, reaching down and cupping her titties in his
hands. He pushed his fingers into the soft, spongy flesh.
"Ummmmm!" Trina groaned, tilting her head back and gasping for breath.
"Beautiful tits. Jeeze, I always wondered what they'd feel like. Shit, it's better than I
thought. Baby, you're one hell of a fuck so far," Jack muttered. He caught the ends
between his thumb and forefinger and starting squeezing her boobs hard.
The young girl moaned, swaying back and forth. She arched her body between the grip
of his knees. Her titties' lifted up high, finally settling into his hands. They were
begging to be squeezed, to be molded, to be rubbed by his calloused fingers.
"That's it, Trina. Get it on with me. Shit, you owe me a lot for all those nights I beat off
thinking about you," Jack said.
Trina could feel the hard titty tips being crushed like nuts between his fingers. The pain
turned into a weird kind of pleasure as Jack kept groaning and squeezing her nipples.
"Ohhhh," the girl moaned, grabbing Jack around the waist, and putting her head on his
cock. She could feel the hot hardness of his dick throbbing against the left side of her
face. Just a few inches down were his balls, heavy, fat, packed with jizz. Ohhh, how she
wanted to have that spunk spurting into her pussy. Manuel had raped her, humiliated
her, degraded her. But instead of making her terrified of men and fucking, he'd opened
up a kind of monster in the young girl. Trina felt herself wanting Jack to hurt her, to
humiliate her, to crush her into the ground like the dirt she thought she was.
"Gettin' too much for you, babe? Get my dick and rub it between your tits."
Trina sank lower onto his body as she felt both his hands stroking her naked back. Her
cheek came to rest on the tight muscles of his belly while her swollen tittles sank on
either side of his throbbing rod.
"Lay there, I'll do it," he growled as she grabbed desperately onto his strong body.
Trina felt his hands move in from the side, pushing her titties toward the center until
his dick was trapped between them.
"Ohhh, it feels soooo good," she admitted.
"Told you it would," Jack muttered, smiling while shaking the sweat from his forehead.
He was getting excited. Already he could feel the cum rising in his thick rod. His balls
were aching, rising up and pressing hard against his cockroot. He could cum now. But
he'd been waiting for this moment for too long. No, he wasn't going to blow his wad
while fucking Trina's titties. Manny had told him how the young blonde had almost
begged him to fuck her long and hard. While he wasn't so sure as to how accurate the
Mexican's story was, he was determined to see if Trina was as good a fuck as the Ortega
boy implied.
"Fuck, oh, god, fuck," Trina cried, flushing beet red when she realized what she'd said.
The word had come out of her mouth involuntarily.
"Oh, yeah, baby, you are a hot number. Shit, and I used to pull away from you when
you asked me to. Hell, I could've been fuckin' you all this time," Jack said, realizing the
golden chances he'd passed by.
"Yes, oh, God, yes," Trina admitted. Could he have fucked her before? Things were so
much different a few days before the Ortega fucking. Trina didn't know. All she knew
now was that her cunt was hot, her nipples were stiff and swollen, and she wanted a
fucking bad.
Jack kept pushing her titties harder, not stopping until the hard red tips of both boobs
were pressing into the head of his dick. His cum acted as a lubricant as he hunched his
ass up and down, working his cock over those tits as if they were a cunt. The hard
nipples and the tip of his dick scraped against one another, sending chills of
unspeakable pleasure through both of them. The tight grip of Jack's hands holding her
big tits in place and the constant shoving of his cockhead against her titty tips had
Trina moaning and clutching helplessly to the young athlete's body.
"All fuckin' right. Shit, I could fuck your tits all night. Jesus, I could shoot my cum
right between 'em. But I'm not gonna waste my cum on somethin' like this. Come on,
we're gonna go outside."
"Outside?" Trina exclaimed, pulling back as she heard the car door open. A rush of
fresh cool air blew into the girl's face. Her skin puckered up at the change in
temperature.
"It's too fuckin' hot in there. Besides, we've got more room. It ain't that cold," Jack
insisted, sliding out of the car, then bending down and stretching out his hand for the
girl. Trina wasn't being forced to do this. Voluntarily she curled her fingers around
Jack's wrist and helped herself from under the steering wheel column. Every move was
almost painful. She could feel her bloated labes sticking together, then unsticking with
every step she took. Her knees trembled and she wobbled as she stepped from the car
onto the grassy ground around them.
"It is cold," the girl said, tilting her head up and staring at the black sky overhead.
"Got something in the trunk," Jack said, running around to the rear after having fished
the keys from his trousers in front. Trina peered through the darkness, crossing one leg
over the other while hugging her pendulous tits with her arms. She watched as the
trunk flew up and heard Jack fishing around for something.
"What is it?"
"Couple of blankets. Come on, I'm not gonna fuck you in that damned car like some
weirdo. More room out here," he said, grinning at her and spreading out the first thick
blanket on the ground near the car. Trina looked doubtfully at the makeshift bed. But
the fire burning in her young tender pussy was too intense for her to question Jack's
wisdom. Unfolding her arms the young woman walked to the edge of the blanket, and
sat down. Jack stood above her for several seconds, his long thick cock sticking straight
out from his muscular groin and throbbing with excitement. Involuntarily the teenager
found herself licking her lips. Ohhh, how good he'd tasted. And in spite of the rough
way he'd treated her, Jack had become more gentle as well as passionate. Yes, this
would be the fucking she'd always hoped for – someone who'd make her pussy explode
while dominating her, without actually hurting her.
Jack knelt down between her legs, pushing them farther apart while drawing a second
blanket partially over the squirming sixteen-year-old.
"Pull your legs up," he ordered, getting that dominating gleam in his eye once more.
She stretched her legs wide, bending her knees and slowly raising them in the air. Ohh,
how good it felt to feel her cuntlips stretching with passionate excitement. Now, now
her dream would come true. All this time she'd been thinking about cock, cock and
more cock. And now she was going to get it.
Jack pushed his head between her silken white thighs, nuzzling through the tight
blonde curls on her pussy. He opened his mouth wide and stuck out his tongue, trailing
its wet pointed tip along her cuntlips. Trina squirmed on the blanket, arching her back
while digging her shoulders into the ground. She let out small guttural whimpering
sounds through her flared nostrils. Oh, yes, yes, oh, God, how teasingly good that felt!
He was going down, down to the bottom junction of her cuntlips with that wonderful
tongue of his. Now he was going up the cuntlip, careful not to touch the dark pink
folds and hollows of her pussy throat. Oh, if only he'd hurry and touch her clit!
Then the girl let out a howl of delight. She could feel his entire mouth closing over her
pussy. He took the 'whole thing inside his mouth! Trina cried out, her eyelids fluttering
open. She could feel his teeth sinking into the fleshy, bloated lips while his tongue
stuck up her cunt like a miniature cock. He sucked her cunt until Trina was moaning
and twisting. Her legs scissored around his neck, trapping him tightly against her body.
She felt his rough tongue sanding over the throbbing spindle of her clitty. Oh, God, she
felt as if she were going to cum in his mouth.
"No, cum, gonna... cum," the girl managed to get out.
"No, baby, not yet," Jack said, backing off and pushing her thighs away from his face.
"Feel my dick again, Trina. Feel the thing that's gonna split your pussy wide open."
He grabbed Trina's hand and brought it down to his hard, throbbing meat. The young
man closed his eyes and sighed noisily, squeezing his hairy asscheeks together and
hunching his cock in and out of her clenched fingers all over again.
Trina loved grabbing Jack's prick, trying to draw it down between her legs. Ohhh, how
hungry her pussy was for his prick. She wasn't the shy little girl any more. No, he'd
known about the Ortega fucking. Yes, she was hot, not for dickmeat! Sixteen and ready
to fuck any man, not for money, but pleasure!
"Fuck me, fuck me. Oh, God, stick it in me," the girl sobbed, nearly crying as Jack
purposely prolonged the fucking...
"Manny was right. Shit, you're crying now because you haven't got a cock in you," Jack
said, his eyes widening in surprise. He hadn't really believed Manuel Ortega about how
hot Trina had been during the fuck session. But now...
"P-please, fuck..."
"All right, all right," Jack growled...
Trina stopped moving and lay quietly and expectantly on the ground. She kept her eyes
closed, keeping her ass flat against the ground. Her head tossed from side to side, as she
felt her body being forced open by his hard dick. Oh, how good it felt to have that dick
sinking into her cunt, pushing the itchy walls of her cunt apart to bury itself in the hot
bubbly juice of her pussy. She could hear it slurping its way in, forcing the walls of her
snatch apart and into a tunnel.
"Ahh, fuck, fuck," Trina moaned.
"Good pussy. Grade A cunt!" Jack groaned as he kept pushing his dickmeat in. He was
closer and closer to the fat dickroot. Their bodies were almost touching. His thick
matting of body hair tickled Trina's flesh. His breathing was even more shallow than
before. Sweat dripped off his forehead and from under his arms as he shoved the last
inch of the thick cock into her. He let out a soft sigh of relief then twisted his groin
around on her soft bloated pussylips. With another growl he settled on her body and
pushed hard between her legs. Trina let out her breath, clawing at the loose ground
under the stained blanket. Oh, God, how wonderful it felt to be fucked! What the
Ortega brothers had done to her! In a way Trina had to thank them. This had to be the
most wonderful feeling in the world.


Chapter 9

"Does it feel good for you Trina?"
"Oh, wow, ohhh, God, yes, yes, yes," the hunching girl hissed. She could feel the ridged
dickhead pushing down in her cunt. Jack was barely sliding his hips from side to side.
When he did she could feel his steely cock stirring around in her pussy like a spoon.
How good it felt to have his rod throbbing in her cunt. With each twitch of the hard
prick, her pussy walls squeezed tightly, holding it in the moist, hot trap. As Jack's
weight settled fully between the girl's legs she felt her clitty being crushed.
"Ohhh, fuck me, fuck me," Trina cried, thrashing like a speared animal on the blanket.
"I knew I'd have you begging for it, huh?" he growled, pulling his ass away. Trina felt
her pussy walls shrink back and touch one another as Jack's cunt-splitting dick
withdrew temporarily. He was getting his prong into position for the downstroke.
"Now, YOU can take it, baby. Get that hot dickmeat!" Jack shoved down hard, his cock
shooting through her pussy like a white-hot rod through a tub of butter.
Trina felt him throwing his meat into her with incredible skill. Being on the football
team. Jack must have had plenty of opportunity to fuck the cheerleaders, not to
mention the other groupies who were probably throwing themselves at him. Thinking
about all the fucking he'd probably done in his life made Trina hotter. Her cunt boiled
with juice and heat while her clit was being rubbed up to climax.
"In, in, in!" the young blonde teenager moaned with every downstroke. She was full of
dick, stuffed to the eyeballs with his meat. Her ass quivered with the sensation of being
fucked. She felt his cock tighten and spasm. Trina knew it signaled the end of his
control. In a few more strokes she'd feel his hot cum spurting allover her snatch.
"Gonna make it, babe."
"No, slow, no, no," Trina cried.
"Hey, man, don't move so much then, or I'll shoot," he warned. "You close?"
Trina nodded her head rapidly up and down. "But I need some more."
Jack muttered something, then slowly started up again. He shifted his position slightly
up on her body, making sure his dick rubbed her clitty shaft hard. He started moaning
as he felt his cum bubbling up his rod.
"Gonna... ohhhh, ohhhhh, FUCK!" he shouted, closing his eyes and making a face as if
he were in incredible pain. Trina could feel his hairy legs trembling and jerking up and
down against hers. He held on to her tightly, twisting and jerking and moaning as the
first spurts of his jizz burned into her hole and scalded the sides of her pussyhole. He
jerked and twitched, then lay quietly on top of Trina, letting her get it off on his still
hard dick.
She felt his load jet out and. burn through her pussy. His cockhead was still shooting
the cum out like a powerful air compressor pump. The jizz seemed to go up into her
pussy and eat its way into her throbbing walls. Then Trina could feel her orgasm crush
her clit. It came like a sudden tidal wave, sweeping over her mind and body. The young
blonde teenager opened her mouth and let out a strangled cry of surprise. She could
feel her cunt and ass squeeze tight, clutching the dick, as her body blew apart.
"Cummmmmmm!" Trina wailed.
"Yeah, babe, work it out," Jack muttered, watching as the girl under him bucked and
thrashed and writhed on the blanket. She curled her fingers and raked his back with her
nails as she slammed her crotch again and again against his hairy groin. Trina moaned
and screamed, swearing at the young athlete, rubbing her cumming cunt over and over
his stiff prong until the final spasms died away in her pussy.
Oh God, I did it again. I did it again! Why? Trina thought to herself as she twisted her
head away from the big athlete and bit her lower lip. She felt cheap, degraded. She
knew the story of what she'd done this evening with Jack would be all over the school
soon. She'd be an easy mark. Soon she'd be getting obscene calls over the phone. And
would she hang up or make a date to meet the caller in some field?
"OH!"
"Hey, baby, don't worry about what you did. Man, you're some kind of fuck. I mean, I
haven't fucked that many girls to have a big comparison. But, shit, most of 'em just lay
there and want you to do all the work. Shit, I've got to pin you down you're so
goddamned..."
"Look, Jack. Please, take me home," Trina said evenly, looking at him in the eye and
feeling as if she'd break down sobbing if he kept that up. Being told you're the best
fuck in town wasn't what the young blonde wanted to hear at this minute.
"Sure, sure," the young athlete said, hunching up his hairy ass and pulling his flaccid
dick out of her pussy.
"Hey, man, ain't you gonna give us another taste of that sweet pussy before you take it
back?"
Trina sat straight. up and covered her naked titties with both hands. She could feel her
blood chill while her hair stood up on end. It was Manuel's voice coming out of the
surrounding darkness. But no, that was impossible! Trina thought she had to be hearing
things.
"Hey, why don't you leave me alone?" she heard Jack whine.
"Don't tell me about leaving anyone alone. You got into this yourself, baby."
From the far shadows Trina could see someone stepping out. Behind him were two
other figures. Trina shrank back, pulling the second blanket over her naked body. It was
the Ortega brothers! They'd been standing there all the time, grinning and feeling their
cocks, while she and Jack had been fucking!...
"What are they talking about?" Trina asked, realizing something was going on that she
didn't know about.
"It's about your prime star athlete. We heard him moaning about how good he thought
you were, until I told him about you being a hot little number. Well, chick, he ain't any
better than youlittle fuckin' pusher at school," Manuel said, putting his big hands on his
hips and rocking back and forth defiantly. Even in the darkness Trina could see his
smile of triumph. Looking up at Jack who had managed to slip on his trousers Trina
realized Manuel was telling the truth. It was written all over the athlete's face.
"I don't know what..."
"Hey, man, don't lie to us. And the chick down there don't count. She can tell about
you any way. Fuck, baby, he'd sell his mother to push the Mexican brown sugar 'cause
he's hooked on the stuff anyway. Sniffin' it and sellin' it to the rest of the team. No
wonder they're so hyped up half the time," Manuel said, snorting in contempt.
"Heroine?" Trina gasped.
"And other stuff. Look at 'im. Man, you should see him when we're dealing – Mister
Big Shit. Now, when we've got the goods on him out here he ain't so big, are you?"
"So what do you want?" Jack said, seething under the accusations but unable to do
anything about it.
"They're right? Oh, God, you've been pushing drugs at school?" Trina almost wailed,
hugging the blanket tightly to her naked body.
"Hey, baby, don't take it so hard. Most of the kids are into that kind of thing today.
Don't make a deal out of it. Just ride along with the punches," Manuel said, turning
toward the girl and grinning again. Trina realized what that kind of smile meant.
"No, I don't accept that," she said, scrambling to her feet and running toward Jack.
What ever she may have felt about his drug dealing at least he was halfway decent and
would take her home without any incident.
"Where the fuck you think you're going?" Manuel said, stretching out his hand and
grabbing her arm. Trina stumbled forward, crashing on her knees and pitching forward.
"Hey, you let her..."
"You don't tell us to do anything, pretty boy. Now, why don't you just get the fuck
dressed and get outta here. Just wait for us by the school. We'll bring the girl home
after we're through with her," Raphael said. He'd stepped up quickly in front of Jack,
pulling a four-inch switchblade out
from his leather jacket pocket. He held the sharp tip to the young athlete's nostril,
twisting it slowly inside the young man's nose and threatening to rip it off.
"Yeah, yeah, okay, okay," Jack said breathlessly, his eyes widening while beads of sweat
broke out on his forehead.
"Smart boy. We ain't gonna do too much to Momma here," Manuel said, letting go of
Trina's arm. The blonde teenager let out a shivery moan, tucking her hands under her
body and gathering up her feet until she was curled into a fetal position.
Jack moved quickly, donning his clothes and giving Trina a last look before climbing
back into the car and starting the engine. The blonde sixteen-year-old pulled her head
up and watched him drive out of the grove.
"Did you follow us?" Trina asked in a quavering voice.
"Sure did. Man, we knew he was gonna ask you out to the dance. We thought it'd be a
real trip if we was to follow you and watch you fuck him. Ohhh, don't worry, baby, we
knew he was gonna take you out for a hard and fast fuckin', especially after what I told
him about you. Shit, you shoulda seen his face. Man, he thought you was the Virgin
Mary until we gave him the lowdown on your pussy. That look on his face," Manuel
said, breaking down laughing and turning around to see what his other brothers were
doing.
"That's not funny!" Trina cried.
"Hey, chick, it's a 'riot! Anyway we turned off the house lights and waited for him to
show up. Then we just came out here. The car's back over there with King. You
remember King, don't you?"
Trina could see Manuel's teeth in the dark. She knew what they were going to do. They
got a big kick out of watching her degraded and knowing she secretly enjoyed it too.
No, she couldn't give in, to them and to the horribly dark forces inside her.
"NO!" she screamed, scrambling to her feet once more. She had to run to Jack, to
someone to help her from these men and from herself! "NOT again!"
"Sure," Manuel said, jumping in front of her and blocking her route of escape.
"Hey, maybe here!" Raphael suggested, pointing to an opening in the forest.
Trina brushed the hair from her eyes and looked around. The three brothers had ringed
around her, all of them crouched down and their arms stretched out to block her escape
attempt. The young girl drew her fingers to her mouth and nervously bit down on her
nails. A cool wind made her thighs pucker up into gooseflesh. When she saw Luis move
up to her, the girl jumped to one side and found herself in Manuel's thick-muscled
arms.
"Gotcha!" he said; bending down and gluing his thick lips to her neck.
"UHHHHHGH!" Trina groaned, pushing her hands against his big chest and kicking
as hard as she could with her bare feet. But the big Mexican only laughed, sliding one
hand down to her bare buttocks and pinching and squeezing the soft flesh mercilessly.
He was swearing at her, telling her what a hot little whore she was and how he and his
brothers were going to take care of her cunt.
"OW!" he cried suddenly. Trina had positioned herself carefully, twisting her body, and
bringing her knee between his legs. With a swift upward jerking motion the young
blonde had driven her kneecap hard into his groin. She felt the big Mexican relax his
grip on her. Taking advantage of his surprise and pain Trina pushed away, feeling her
feet touch ground.
"Bitch!" Luis had seen what had happened and moved quickly. Turning around and
trying to make another run for it, Trina came face to face with an open-handed slap.
"UHHHHH!" the girl cried, her feet slipping out from under her while her hands
flailed out to either side. Her hair whipped across her face while her titties rolled and
jiggled from the force of their blow.
"Damned little slut," Manuel groaned, holding his crotch with both hands. Raphael
moved up to Luis and slapped Trina hard across the face once more. Dazed, the young
blonde staggered between them, her arms flailing in front of her for balance.
"We'll take care of her Manny," Luis said, reaching around her waist and dragging her
back.
Trina struggled, her heart racing madly. The wind increased, raising the gooseflesh. Luis
dragged her back toward the tree, her heels digging small trenches in the loose dirt of
the clearing. Twisting her head around she could see the Ortega family car parked at a
crazy angle on the other side of the trees. King was barking furiously through the glass.
"Get the fuckin' rope, We should've done this a long time ago," Manuel said in a tight
voice. He was fairly well straightened up by now and glared at the trembling blonde
still held tightly around the waist by Luis while Raphael went back to the car. No one
said a word as the younger Ortega brother opened the trunk and pulled out several
pieces of rope.
"Wh... what's that?" Trina asked nervously, seeing Raphael coming back with rope and
metal devices all thrown together.
"Something that'll make you think twice when you see an Ortega," Manuel said,
nodding for his brother to drop the equipment on the ground. "Hold her tight,"
Manuel said, rubbing his injured groin one more time, then bending down and starting
to untangle the mess while Luis held the struggling blonde tightly.
"No, oh, God, don't tie me up," Trina begged. She imagined what they'd do to her
when she was helpless. At least in their home she could defend herself from any excess
by covering her body with her arms or legs. Tied up she'd be completely exposed to any
kind of pain or degradation they chose to visit on her.
"Christ, shut her up!" Manuel commanded. "Here, use this!" Raphael said. Unbuckling
his belt and sliding his Levi's down. He stepped out of his pants quickly, pulling his
jockey shorts off and tossing them to his brother.
"Man, you're something else," Manuel said approvingly, chuckling as he watched his
younger brother hitch his trousers back up and resume untangling the ropes.
Meanwhile Luis had caught the jockeys and, holding the girl tightly around the waist,
he stuffed the brief into her mouth.
Trina gagged, feeling the cotton jammed back in her mouth. She could taste something
bleachy arid salty oozing from the wet cotton and guessed it was stale piss and cum!
Once again she could feel the bile rising in her throat, making her mouth dry and
bitter.
"There we go," Manuel said, taking a small three foot piece of rope and walking up to
Trina. He tied it around her head, making sure the gag would stay in place. The girl
looked wideeyed at the three Mexicans, her muffled groans barely audible through the
soaked cotton. Next Manuel indicated a low-branched oak standing some ten feet from
where they were. Trina was moved quickly and roughly, her bare feet stumbling over
the uneven ground. Luis moved her arms in front of her and Raphael clamped a pair of
rusty iron cuffs tightly around her wrists. Trina looked down in disbelief. Handcuffed!
Where in God's name had these men gotten this kind of equipment? She'd heard
stories at school about some weird sex practices. And now she was a part of them.
Oh,God, the Ortegas would stop at nothing for their perverted pleasure!
"Okay" get the other end of this rope around the cuffs," Manuel said, throwing the far
end around the center of a thick low hanging branch some four feet above Trina's head.
When the fastening was done both Manuel and Raphael pulled at the rope. Pieces of
bark trickled down and settled into Trina's blonde hair.
"UHHHHHH!" the girl moaned, feeling her arms going up and pulled tightly high
above her head. The tension on the rope increased. She could hear the men grunting.
Then she felt a sharp pain in both her shoulders. They were hauling her off the ground.
She could feel her toes leaving the grassy soil. Up, up they hauled her until she twisted
and swung gently back and forth like a pendulum. When she was about one foot above
the dirt Manuel grunted for his brother to stop pulling. They tied the inch thick hemp
around the trunk, then stepped back to admire their handiwork.
"There she is boys, the virgin," Manuel said, throwing his head back and laughing.
Trina closed her eyes and whimpered quietly. She hung like a piece of raw meat in a
butcher's meat locker, her arms pulled tightly high above her head. The iron cuffs bit
cruelly into her wrists, chafing the flesh and drawing blood. Every muscle in her body
was stretched to the ripping point. Her pendulous titties swelled above her heaving
chest while strands of her blonde hair curtained her flushed, tortured face. Trina tilted
her head back and looked up at the ropes, wondering if they would break and
mercifully send her plunging back to the ground.
"Time to teach blondie a lesson," Manuel said, reaching down and unbuckling his thick
black leather belt. Trina watched wide eyed at what the oldest Ortega brother was
doing. She knew he wanted to get back at her for kicking him in the groin.
"Yeah, make sure she remembers us," Raphael said, glancing at his brother, then
reaching down and scratching his groin in excitement.
When the belt slipped out of the final loop Manuel looped it around, holding the
weapon by both ends and snapping it menacingly in front of the cringing girl's face.
Then holding it .by the buckled end, the young Mexican stepped back and braced
himself. Trina watched carefully, sweat trickling down her face and burning into her
eyes as Manuel raised his hand out and moved it around in widening circles. The belt
straightened out, making a low whistling sound as it sliced through the thick cool night
air.
Then suddenly he brought it down hard. The leather bit into the flesh just above her
left titty, peeling off part of the flesh and leaving a low purple welt. Trina screamed
through the cotton jockey shorts, her body twitching and jerking on the ropes. The
men laughed as they saw her titties jiggle and bob together. The young girl kicked out
with both legs, bouncing and dangling on the rope. The added jerking made the iron
cuffs chafe her wrists even more. Finally the pain died away and Trina hung limply
from the ropes, her head dangling down on her upper chest. A low, steady moan came
from her gagged mouth.
Then the girl snapped her head up, hearing the familiar whistling sound of the moving
belt once more. She glanced up just in time to see the weapon come down, this time
lower than before.
"UHHHHHP' she groaned through the gag. This time the belt ripped into her belly.
The girl squeezed her asscheeks together and found herself bouncing off the tree trunk.
Oh, God, they were going to beat her to death like a animal this evening!


Chapter 10

The blows came one after another, each one seemingly more powerful than before.
Trina groaned and screamed, jerking her legs and arms as best she could. By flexing her
butt muscles and kicking either her right or left leg she could twist herself temporarily
away from the killing blows.
But the rope always brought her back around to face her tormentors. The pull of her
body weight was killing on both her wrists and her arms. The tendons pulled and
stretched while her shoulder sockets threatened to pop. Blood trickled down her arm as
the rusty iron bit into her wrists. Welts covered her inner thighs, chest and belly as
Manuel directed the belt now up toward her jiggling titties, now down across the top of
her pussy.
And yet in spite of the agony the blows were firing up her pussy. In spite of all the
pain, Trina began to realize she was getting hot. Her clitty popped up from its
surrounding tumid pussymeat, getting harder and redder as the stinging blows ripped at
her sensitive flesh. Gradually her labes became red and swollen, flecked with bubbles of
her flowing hot pussy oil.
"BITCH!"
The belt slashed across the center of her cunthole. Trina's eyes bugged out while a
sharp cry came through even the tight-fitting gag. Her legs jerked up as if they'd been
attached by some overhead wires while her body swayed crazily from right to left. Sweat
coursed down the girl's thrashing body while her muscles tensed and bulged against her
tortured flesh. The cords stood out against her neck. And yet the burning sexual heat
increased in her pussy. Her clit ached and her snatch was a riot of needle-sharp
sensations. She wanted something inside her cunt, something to fill her up as the blows
continued against her body.
"Hey, man, she's wetting herself. Pissing down her leg!" Raphael shouted, pointing to
the yellow urine trickling down her thigh.
"Well I'll be a sonofabitch!" Manuel said, stopping his beating spree for a second and
laughing at the helpless girl.
Trina flushed furiously, closing her eyes and whimpering silently. Oh, God, she
couldn't control her bodily functions any more. Instead she was hanging like a piece of
meat, pissing on herself while others pointed and laughed.
"Shit, let's wash her off. No sense in letting a girl like that lose control of herself,"
Manuel said, dropping his belt and unzipping his pants. Both Raphael and Luis looked
at their brother, mystified until they saw him take out his hard dick and hold it for a
while until it grew a little limp.
Trina peered down from the heights, wondering what he was going to do. He walked
up to her, pointing his dick up at her snatch. Then a clear spurt of piss shot from his
dickhead. Then came nothing, followed by a long, hard spray of yellowish urine. It hit
her legs, bouncing off her thighs and dripping down to her ankles.
Raphael and Luis laughed, unzipped their tight fitting Levi's and pulled their cocks out.
What followed was a pissing marathon. Each brother tried to shoot his stream of urine
higher or in a more erotic spot than the others. Trina winced and kicked her leg out,
twisting her box and titties out of range as she spun around and faced the tree trunk.
But then she could feel the piss hitting her bruised asscheeks, the hot urine trickling
into her tight little asscrack. Moaning with disgust, the woman twisted back to her
original position, feeling the hot hard spray of piss bounce off her titties and run in an
oily yellow stream down her/chest. It gathered in small pools in her navel, then spilled
out and ran through the thick blonde forest of her cunthairs.
Trina felt the bile rising in her tight dry throat once more as the piss leaked into her
hot little hole. Oh, God, how awful it was to feel another person's urine on your body!
Trina shivered, her sensitive white flesh puckering up into goosepimples as the streams
of urine from the Ortega brothers' dicks seemed endless.
Finally it ended, Manuel shaking his cock and letting it hang limply from his groin.
"Shit, I could've done that all fuckin' night," he said with disappointment. After tucking
his cock back into his trousers, the big Mexican picked up his belt and snapped it tight.
Trina winced as the cracking sound echoed through the still cool night. Oh, she was
getting close to falling unconscious. If only she could drop off there would be no
problem. Then the Ortegas could do what they wanted to her.
"Hey, man, King's goin' crazy," Raphael said, putting his hand on his older brother's
shoulder, and pointing to the rocking car. The big Doberman was bouncing from the
front seat to the rear, fogging up the shattered windows with his hot, barking breath.
"Maybe he wants to fuck a broad covered with piss," Manuel said, shrugging his
shoulder and indicating with a nod of his head for Luis and Raphael to open the car
door. Trina moved her head weakly, and saw the black Doberman jump from the old
car and run quickly over to her. She saw him prance around her toes, jumping up,
placing his sharp toenails against her legs and barking angrily at her as if she had any
say about being up in the tree.
"Let her down," Manuel said grudgingly, running his belt back through the loops in his
Levi's.
Trina fought back tears of relief as she felt the rope slacken and her toes touch the
ground. Oh, how her body ached from that beating. And how she stank! Inhaling
sharply the girl could smell the stale piss hang around her like a heavy perfume! Luis
untied the rope around her cuffs, then fished in his pockets for the key to the iron
bands.
"Ahhhhh," Trina sighed as they untied the rope around her head and pulled the spitsoaked 
pair of jockey shorts from her mouth. The young girl felt her knees give way
and she slid down the tree trunk to the ground. The heavy bark bit into the flesh of her
back and her asscheeks as she slipped down the side of the oak. But Trina was too
battered and half conscious to feel anything like that anymore. She murmured
something in thanks as Luis pulled the cuffs off her bloodied wrists.
But Trina's relief was short-lived. King was on her in a second, pawing her titties,
salivating and barking with sexual excitement.
"Stop it, stop it!" the blonde teenager cried in despair. How much longer was this
horror going to go on? Weren't they going to finally let her go?
"Come on, Trina. You know you love it. Fuck, you can't wait till he gets his fuckin'
cock in your goddamned cunt again," Manuel growled.
"No, it's not true, it's not true," she groaned, covering her face in shame.
"Fuck, the goddamned dog's backin' off. The smell of the piss," Raphael observed.
"Let's wipe her off," Manuel said, turning around and picking up one of the blankets
still on the ground. Trina sat moaning on the ground as Luis and Raphael wiped her
clean while Manuel and King watched silently.
"Fuck, feelin' her this way's givin' me a hard-on," Luis confessed, rubbing the blanket
over her titties.
"Me too," Raphael admitted, looking at his brother and winking. He moved his hand
down to Trina's hairy cunny and felt it tremble under his light touch. "Fuck, and she's
hot too."
"Come on," Luis said, not paying attention to his older brother's protestations or the
dog's jealous barking.
"Fuck, you always get to fuck the broads. This time Luis and me's gonna have our fair
share," Raphael said, pushing his trousers down and pulling his cock out. Trina was too
hot and confused to care what happened to her now. She felt two cocks working over
her body suddenly. Raphael was climbing into the saddle. Luis watched as the blonde
disappeared under his brother's thick: muscled thighs. He threw one arm across
Raphael's back as if to lock him in place on top of the girl's writhing, hot little body.
"Ahhhhh!" Trina cried. She pushed up with her hips. Raphael shifted position, hearing
his brother' comment about how fat and red the girl's cuntlips were. Trina could tell
they were bloated. She could feel the bubbles of her pussy oil seething out of the tight
crack and wetting down her inner thighs and buttocks. She tilted her head back,
spreading her legs farther apart. As she opened her mouth she could feel Raphael
sliding up slightly, covering her lips with his. At the same time he was hunching up
and down, his hard thick cock starting to nuzzle against the juicy cuntal crack. His
thick, sensitive dickhead rubbed back and forth. Soon it was slippery with cum and
pussy juice. It jabbed furiously at Trina's fat cuntlips. The swollen labes were slowly
unstuck and forced apart by the red wedge. Trina sucked in her breath as she felt the
rod push into her juicy pussy with a loud squish. The sweat from her body burned the
many welts on her tortured white flesh. But Trina didn't care about the pain any more.
Instead she thrashed on the ground even harder, feeling the cold grass tickle her
asscrack and her welted buttocks. Her cunt tingled. The dark pink wet tissues wiggled
together. Inch by hard, throbbing inch, Raphael's dick pushed the moist tissues aside.
"Good, eh, baby? Better than Manny's dick?"
"UHHHHH!" Trina moaned as she felt him shove his cock deeper into her cunt.
"Get it in her, man," Luis whispered at his brother's side.
Trina threw her arms around Raphael's back and locked her fingers around his thick
neck. She urged him on while the big Mexican on top of her hunched with his powerful
hips.
"Uhhh..."
Trina's cries of pleasure sounded loud in the quiet forest. It sent chills over the men's
bodies and made their cocks throb. Ohhh, how good it all felt now. Her pussy fitted
tightly around the broad hairy base of Raphael's cock. Inside her cunt, the sensitive,
slippery tissues were stretched widely apart to take in the throbbing dickmeat. At the
top of her spread pussylips the erect spindle of her clit throbbed. As Raphael came to
the end of his downstroke, his hairy groin ground into her clitty. Thrills and wild
tremors of pre-orgasmic thrills shot through Trina's pussy and tits. She could feel her
pussy muscles clamp shut on the hunching dick.
"Hey, man, I want a piece of this action," Luis said, moving down and between his
brother's and Trina's widely spread legs.
"AHHHHH!" the blonde teenager groaned. She could feel the youngest Ortega's hands
on her thighs. A hot shiver shot through her pussy. She didn't know what he was going
to do, but something told her it was going to be good. With Raphael's body pinning
her to the ground she could have done nothing to stop him anyway. She felt his fingers
stroking their way upward and pushing her legs farther apart.
As her body stretched open, Raphael gave a hard shove down, burying his cock up to
the hilt in her tight little cunt once more.
Trina screamed as she felt her stretched pussylips being teased by a wet flicking tongue.
The ticklish sensation made her want to snap her legs together. But the older brother's
body weight prevented that kind of move.
"Man, fuck her good," Luis mumbled from under the twosome's bodies.
Raphael pulled his ass up, drawing his throbbing cock out of Trina's hairy hot box.
"Nooo, fuck, fuck," the girl panted.
"Jesus, she just got through fuckin' and already she needs more dick," Manuel
commented.
"Cock, more cock" the girl panted, barely audible.
Luis moved in as Raphael kept his cock dangling in the air. His tongue licked around
the edges of her pussy. Its pointed tip raked along the tensed flesh, then darted in,
scooping up the globs of cunt juice oozing out.
"Ahhhhhh!" Trina sighed, flexing her pussy muscles in an attempt to trap that
wonderful flicking tongue in her tight box.
"Hey, man, get the fuck outta there. I'm gonna blow my load you keep doing that,"
Raphael warned.
Luis slid out from under the two of them and watched as his older brother sank his
dick back into the twisting, hunching blonde sixteen-year-old.
"I've gotta fuck her, man," Luis almost whined.
"Then take her in the goddamned ass, " Raphael said impatiently, locking his fingers
behind Trina's back just under her shoulders and rolling half-way around. They fucked
on their sides as Luis scurried around and hunched up close behind Trina.
The young blonde could feel his cock pressing hard against the cushions of her
buttcheeks. Oh, she'd never been fucked there. But she was too hot and weak to fight
back. Yes, fuck her anywhere; in the mouth, the ass, in any hole!
"Fuck, she's tight back here, but I think I can get it in," Luis grunted, reaching down
and spreading the girl's asscheeks apart with one hand while guiding his dick into her
bung with the other. Raphael kept her quiet by ramming his cock in at a downward
angle, making sure it rubbed hard against her stiffened ditty.
"Noooooo!" Trina pleaded as she felt his dick pushing hard at the tight little hole.
"Ohhh, don't, don't," she begged while his fuck juice lubed up the tight hole. As the tip
of his cock started pressing harder she felt her sphincter giving way. Ohh, betrayed by
her own body! Just as Luis' dickhead shoved its way into her bowels Trina gave a frantic
hunch forward. The wall of Raphael's broad chest stopped her from going very far.
Frantically she hunched forward again, trying to get away from the fat dick penetrating
her ass. "Ohhhh!" she groaned in pleasure as she felt her pussy push down hard on
Raphael's dick.
"Fuck me, baby. Fuck me," Raphael groaned as he felt her body lurch forward. His
dickshaft was clutched tightly by her pussy as she milked the throbbing cock inside her
begging body. He twisted his ass around and around, moving his dick inside the tight
fitting cuntal sheath. His nuts drew up close to the fat base of his dick. They were so
full of cum they ached and throbbed.
Luis kept pushing into Trina as she tried to hunch her ass away from him. His ass
moved with hers, keeping his dick firmly embedded in her. Jabbing against it with tight
fast hunches he finally fully penetrated the hole, driving his full length of dickmeat into
her. As the two male sweaty bodies started hunching into her Trina felt a thrill unlike
any she'd ever had before. Two thick dicks were stuck inside her, drilling her, slipping
deeper and deeper into her body. Ohhw what a hot little whore she'd become!


Chapter 11

"Ohhhh!" A wild cry of hellish pleasure burst from Trina's mouth as she felt her ear
being sucked into Luis' mouth. When his tongue lashed down deep into the sensitive
canal she shoved back with her ass, opening her bunghole for his dick to slide more
easily in and out. "Ohhh, do it, do it. Fuck me in the ass. Fuck me in the cunt!" the
woman cried out wildly. She hunched forward, sinking onto the slippery dick shoving
into her pussy. Then the blonde teenager hunched back, working her ass back down
along Luis's shoving dick.
"Fuck her, man," Raphael grunted as he ground his hairy, thick-muscled hips forward
until his dick was once more embedded up to the dickroot in her tight little pussy.
"Make her beg harder for it! Make her scream for it!" he cried.
"Hurry, hurry!" Trina cried as she felt her ass and her cunt threatening to rip apart.
"Ohhhh, fuuuuuck!" Luis suddenly groaned as he felt his jizz bubbling up thick and
rich in his cock. Pressing against her body as tightly as he could he threw one arm
across his brother's back and pulled them all together. "Get it on, now, man. Jesus,
I'm... cummmiiiinnng!"
Raphael hunched furiously, pushing against Trina's body. He kept his cock embedded
in her cunt up to the hilt. His mouth moved down onto hers. Their tongues fought
with one another as spittle ran down Trina's cheeks. She felt her throat starting to throb
in time to her clit and asshole. Her body was completely on fire. Hot and cold chills ran
through her twisting body as the two dicks reamed her cunt and bunghole.
Then Raphael shouted something. Trina could feel the cum blowing out of his
cockhead, burning into her tight cunny. Ohhh, then there was the sensation of Luis's
dick twitching and jumping deep in her bowels. She knew the young Ortega was
blowing his wad deep in her ass, giving her, his special brand of a Mexican enema!
"Ohhhh, nooooo!" Trina cried. The double cum sent her pussy floating away. Her clitty
jerked and twitched as her pussy walls spasmed, gripping Raphael's shooting dick. Ohh,
how wonderful it felt to have their cum leaking out of her pussyhole and shitter!
"Ohhhhh, baby, there ain't a virgin pore left on your fuckin' body," Raphael said,
squeezing the last few drops of his cum into her snatch.
"I can't go on like this, I can't!" Trina sobbed, twisting her face away from the Mexican
and fighting back the tears. Oh, she couldn't control her body any more. Her mind told
her what she was doing was foul, terrible, perverted! And yet the hot, tight itchy feeling
plaguing her pussy just wouldn't go away. She looked so pretty, so young, so innocent.
And yet behind that deceptive facade was a young woman who once turned on,
couldn't stop her craving for dickmeat!
"Come on. Let's get goin' before somebody finds us here," Luis said nervously, pulling
his cock quickly out of Trina's violated shitter. The young girl groaned as the fat head
slipped from her asshole lips, shivering with mixed delight.
"Not until King gets his," Manuel countered as the other Ortega brother withdrew from
the groaning blonde's cunt. Trina rolled onto her belly, jerking up her knees and
clawing at the dirt. She could feel the cooling jizz both in her pussy and shitter. She was
swimming in cum, drowning in all that hot thick spunk!
"Get 'er boy," Raphael encouraged the barking Doberman. During the double fucking,
King sat quietly at Manuel's feet, watching closely as the two young Ortega brothers
slammed their cocks hard into the twisting young blonde's body. Now it was his turn.
Whimpering through his nose, the black Doberman stood up and trotted quickly over
to Trina. The young girl lay exhausted on the ground, quietly sobbing and shaking her
head in disbelief. When she felt the animal's cold snout pressing against her buttocks,
nuzzling her and trying to push her back on her ass Trina let out another gasp. If a
double fuck weren't enough the Ortega's were going to make her have sex with their
pet Doberman again!
But what did it matter? She was a bitch. She could feel her cunt heating up again. Oh
God, she had to be losing her mind. She'd just been fucked by two men. By all rights
she should be panting with exhaustion, wanting to fall asleep. But instead she felt a
burning inside her, incinerating her bones, her flesh. It was her own sexual heat
burning out of control. The young girl hunched down, grinding her pussy against the
ground. She could feel more cum leaking out. But mote importantly she could feel the
sharp blades of grass tickling her clitty, making it stand up again and quiver with
anticipation. Ohhh, she was quivering with excitement, eager to have the dog bury his
snout in her cunt again. She wanted to have him lick her off like the bitch in heat she
was.
"King," she sighed, turning around and sliding her ass on the grass. She reached up and
petted his powerful haunches as he dropped his head and started licking the cum still
oozing from her pussy. Trina shook violently as she felt him lapping furiously into her
box. He seemed to be turned on to the taste and odor of Raphael's spunk. To know he
was excited made Trina excited too. Suddenly the Ortega's, the night time, even Jack
disappeared from her mind. She felt excited to know the dog was greasing her tip with
his spittle. That tickling rub of his rough hot wet tongue was wild.
"Good dog," Trina gasped. She parted her thighs and shook the hair from her eyes. She
could feel the spittle drenching her already soaked cuntlips, dripping down her ass into
her stretched bunghole. King lurched forward and started eating at her pussy. His black
cold nose moved up and down through her slit, forcing the inner labes apart and
stretching open the mouth of her cunt. It was what she wanted in spite of how sore she
was from all the fucking and sucking. She moaned loudly and writhed on the ground.
She petted King with both feet while he lapped and wet her cunny with his spit. Doggie
spit. Oh, God, who cared any more! Trina didn't mind what kind of spit was oozing
down into her pussy, into her asshole. Anything that felt so wonderful couldn't be all
that menacing.
King let out a growl and let his teeth nip along the puffed lining of her outer cuntlips.
The feeling was incredible. It hurt the young girl, but hurt her in a way that made Trina
grind her ass up for more. The tug she felt as he mouthed her pussy mound made her
hotter and hotter. His fangs dug along the puffed pussy flesh. His neck hairs bristled
with the excited wildness both he and Trina felt. Again he growled and tossed his head.
In response Trina shook, shaking her head from shoulder to shoulder while gasping for
more.
"Man, can you believe this bitch?" Raphael asked.
"Fuck, she's hotter than when we fucked her at the same time," Luis said in disbelief,
hitching up his Levi's and shoving his dick back in.
"Man, that girl could take on a whole fuckin' dog pound," Manuel commented.
"AHHHHHHH!" Trina groaned. She clawed at King's furry neck, urging him on, then
holding him back with her hands when the biting became too strong. She felt
vulnerable, even a little in danger. Yet she couldn't stop him from hurting her in this
way. Flames of wonderful excitement and heat licked along her inner thighs. The tender
places between her toes itched and tickled. Her titties rolled together then fell back as
the young girl's ass bucked and danced across the rough ground in excitement.
Her body was responding fast to the sloppy friction of the Doberman's lapping tongue.
King growled again, holding her cuntal mound gently between his powerful jaws and
shaking it gently back and forth. Trina held her ass high over the ground when he did
this. The sensation of all that sharp pressure and that delicious shaking drove the
woman wild!
The hair hung loosely in front of her face. Trina cried out, tossing her head back and
hunching crazily. The big dog pawed at her thighs, digging his sharp toenails into her
tortured flesh as if he wanted to rip her apart. Through the glazing over her eyes Trina
could see King's fat red prong sticking out of that black furry sheath once more. Oh no,
was he going to fuck her again? She didn't care. Trina lay back and rolled her head over
the ground. Loose pieces of grass clung to her hair and her dampened cheeks and
forehead. The chafed flesh around her torn wrists didn't hurt any more.
The welts on her skin seemed numbed by her rising sexuality. Oh, God, oh God, she
was going to cum, cum in that goddamned dog's face! Yes, yes, this was beautiful, so
beautiful, so wonderfully exciting and beautiful!
"God, yesssss..."
King's tongue had actually entered her pussy mouth like a cock. It forced her swollen
cuntmeat wide enough for him to suck out more of Raphael's cum. He rolled and
licked around the sensitive ring of her cuntal muscles. Trina felt them convulse and
tighten around his furry maw and hot tongue each time he stuck his tongue in deep. It
was close to the feeling of being fucked. Yes, she thought of Manuel, of Jack, of Raphael
and all their wonderful ways of fucking. Yes, yes, she thought of their fat dicks and
started hunching all over again.
Trina's ass pranced around in tight little circles. She was breathing through her flared
nostrils and letting out tight strangled gasps of delight. She threw back her head and let
out yelps now as King raked his tongue across her clitty. She cried out, throwing her
arms forward and hugging the dog hard. She pressed his head down and, in. She
wanted him to lick her everywhere at once. Trina tilted her ass one way, and then the
other. She raised one leg back as far as she could to open new hollows and folds of her
pussy to the dog's hungry mouth. King dug at her thighs again with both paws, then
burrowed his black nose into the seething, sloppy mess of her cunt.
"There, there!" Trina cried. She felt the orgasmic spasms hit her. It was like a wonderful
dream. She was cumming, cumming fast. Through it all she wanted him to stop, to
slow down, to wait until she couldn't hold back any more. She wanted this climax to
knock her unconscious so she wouldn't have to face herself and the mocking Ortega
brothers any more. Ohhh, how weak her will power was even with sex. She plunged
and writhed and grunted like a stuck pig as the ecstatic tickle built up to a sharp
throbbing ache. Her breathing became shallow and rapid while her belly and face
flushed deep red. The wild spasms shot through her body, making her twist and dance
her ass on the grass. At the same time she could feel him rubbing his doggie dick
against her right leg. Before she could stop him she felt something hot streak across her
damp flesh. He was shooting his wad, dumping his spunk on her twisting body.
"Ohhhh!" Trina cried, disgusted as she tried to inch away from that foul jizz. Licking
was one thing. But this was too much like the last time when he buried his throbbing
boner in her snatch.
"Hey, man, ol' King's shootin' off," Manuel said, glancing down and seeing white
streaks of doggie cum spatter across the shrieking blonde teenager's legs.
Trina tried closing her thighs to him. The big animal barked, rubbing his cock still
against her leg before finally leaving her and curling up and licking himself.
"Hey, man, a car's comin' down the road," Luis suddenly blurted out.
"A bunch of 'em. Come on. Let's get the fuck outta here," Raphael said.
"That goddamned Jack..."
Manuel didn't get a chance to finish. His brothers grabbed him by the shoulders and
hauled him in the car, starting it up fast and pulling out the back road toward the main
highway. Trina opened her eyes and peered up, seeing a mass of bright headlights
suddenly illuminating the clearing she lay in.
"Jesus Christ, what did they do to her?" someone yelled out as the three cars ground to
a halt.
"They tore her out of the car. I told you."
She recognized Jack's voice...
"Man, you wanna fool around, you don't wanna bring someone out here. Especially if
you think the Ortega's are after your ass," a third man said.
There were sounds of roaring engines, of doors opening and slamming shut. Trina
raised herself from the ground and shaded her eyes. The first one to come up to her
and throw a blanket over her was Jack.
"What... happened?" she stammered, looking" around her and the football player. Some
figures were running in the direction of the Ortega car while others were scouting
around the immediate area looking for Manuel and the others.
"They're gone," Trina said in a louder voice.
"I couldn't leave you alone here, but I knew I couldn't handle them alone. So I went
back to school and got some of the guys from the team to help."
"They... know?" Trina almost wailed, hiding her face in the blanket.
"They know we were fooling around. They didn't know just how far we went. And I'm
not going to tell them, either," Jack added firmly. Trina heard the tone of his voice and
raised her face to his.
"Really?"
"Really. Baby, I'm through with their racket. The guys want drugs they're going to have
to get them somewhere else. I don't wanna keep looking over my shoulder every time I
go out," Jack said, rubbing the blanket affectionately over Trina's back.
"But they'll tell..."
"No, they won't. They're in the business too deep. Besides, I've got most of the guys
behind me. They want to kick the Ortega's out of their lives too. We've been talkin'
about this for a long time. You were a kind of catalyst to get us going."
Trina smiled weakly. No, her secret was safe. The Ortega's wouldn't talk and neither
would Jack. Mutual fear of prosecution for drugs would keep them quiet about what
had happened those terrible nights. As for herself? Trina smiled secretly to herself. She
and Cindy had been introduced to the wildest sex scenes imaginable. No, she would
never make it with a dog again. Thinking of King once more made her shiver with
revulsion. It had been exciting but in a degrading way. No, she could never allow
herself to travel that road of sexuality again. She'd have to feed her nearly insatiable
sexual appetite in more "normal" ways. And with hunks like Jack around Trina felt she
wouldn't have any problems.
"They worked you over, huh?" Jack asked, gently raising her from the ground and
adjusting the blanket around her throat.
"Let's not talk about it. Just take me home," Trina said in a small voice.
"You need a hospital," Jack said, opening the blanket and examining the welts and scars
for the first time. He looked sick.
"Just take me somewhere away from here," Trina pleaded.
"Come on. I'll be around for a long time to make sure this don't happen again."
Trina leaned heavily against him as they walked slowly to his car. She certainly hoped
he was right.


THE END
