Stash, the other blond, said, "Do it then, and stop talkin' about it. We don't have all day!”
The woman's asscheeks tensed, and Buffy knew how she felt. The anticipation of such an ordeal was worse than the real thing.
"Okay, man, okay, cool it. I want my dick nice and hard, so she'll really know she's got a piece of meat packed in there!”
He knelt down and pressed his large rod between the cheeks.
"He's just going to do it dry?" Sharon whispered loudly.
Buffy gulped. She couldn't imagine how it would have felt if Ralph hadn't used spit. She supposed she'd have been torn beyond repair. As she watched, the man lunged in brutally and the woman screamed so loudly the girls were afraid she was dying.
"Shut the bitch up, Stash. I can't fuck with all that noise going on!”
Stash got around in front and yanked the woman's head off the ground. Kneeling, he shoved his cock into her mouth.
"You bite it and you won't have a throat left to scream with.”
He shoved her head roughly down onto his pole and held it there, cutting off her air supply.
The man held her hips up off the ground and hammered into her backside brutally. Buffy saw how she must have looked when Ralph did the same thing to her. But the woman on the ground wasn't responding with passion. There seemed to be no excitement in her groin. Buffy's cunt had been on fire when it happened to her. Perhaps it was because Daddy fucked her in the front at the same time. Or perhaps it was because the woman simply didn't enjoy what was happening. Buffy was confused. Didn't all women like to be raped?
Sharon fell back onto the ground and tried to push two fingers into her small hole.
"Owww, Buffy! I'm getting hot! Why don't they eat her out? Why don't they make her feel good, like Ralph did to me?” "I don't know," Buffy said. "I don't think I'd feel good, either. Not with those four!” "I think I'd rather play with myself than watch them!" Sharon said. The darkhaired girl rolled onto her back and continued to finger her pussy as fast as she could.
Buffy looked at her friend for a moment. She had never taken a good look at Sharon's little cunt, and the already-prominent black pubic hair fascinated her.
"When did you start getting hair on your pussy, Sharon?” "Almost a year ago.”
“It's real pretty.”
“Thanks. Don't you have any at all?” "Just one or two. I guess it will take a long time for mine to start showing the way yours do.” "Let's see." Sharon examined Buffy's cunt closely. "Well, maybe you don't have any hair yet, but it's still very pretty. I can see why your father liked it.” "Let's not talk any more about me and Daddy, Sharon. He doesn't want to do those things anymore. He told me so.”
Sharon still couldn't believe that Buffy had been so lucky. She had a secret dream of climbing into bed with her own father. So far, she hadn't even had the chance to see him naked.
"Sharon," Buffy said, "do you mind if I lick you?” "Lick me? You mean like Ralph did?” "Yes.” "Well, I don't know.” "Look, if it will make you feel any better, we could do it to each other. I mean, that way we'll both be doing something that the other one can't tattle about. Because we both did it. Right?”
Sharon thought for a moment.
"I guess it would be all right. If you could make me feel good the way Ralph did.” "And if you could make me feel good the way the man in the park did-”
That seemed to settle it. The two girls bent their heads towards each other’s crotches.
Just then they heard the whistle. It was so loud it almost shattered their ears.
They jumped back up and looked toward the clearing.
Three uniformed policemen were suddenly on the scene. Two of them drew guns and pointed them at the leather-jacketed men.
"Okay, break it up. Stand up with your hands behind your heads!" one of the officers barked.
The man fucking the woman in the ass seemed unable to stop. His hips were hammering so fast it was impossible for him to call an immediate halt, to the movements.
"I-I'm about to-I cant-!”
An officer ran over and grabbed him roughly around the neck, pulling him over onto his back and out of the woman at the same time. Just then his cock exploded and cum flew into the air, splattering himself and the policeman at the same time.
The policeman hit him roughly across the side of the head.
"You filthy crud. I'll take this out on you at the station!” "I'm-I'm sorry, officer. Gee, man, it ain't like I wanted to. I mean, I couldn't help-”
The officer hit him again, and he rolled back on the ground, holding the side of his head.
The other men were standing as ordered, with their hands behind their heads. They looked comical with their Levi's around their ankles, or completely naked.
“Okay, get your pants on. The first one puts a hand in his pocket gets a new belly button!”
The woman slowly rolled over and sat up. Her face was streaming with tears, and she was unable to speak. Sobs wracked her body. One of the policemen helped her to her feet. She got into her jeans shakily, and put the tattered remains of her tank top on, holding the torn fragments over her breasts.
"Okay, all of you walk ahead. And I do mean walk!”
The policeman who spoke was still pointing a gun at the entire group. The men continued to hold their hands behind their necks.
"What about our bikes?" one of the gang said.
"We'll see they get taken good care of. You guys won't need them for a long, long time. Let me tell you punks something. Rape is hard to prove unless you're caught red-handed. But when you are, you get the book thrown at you. Maybe you should have checked out the laws in this state before you pulled this little stunt this afternoon.” "Aw, man," the gang leader said, "this cow's been plugged so many times she didn't even feel it!”
The woman began to sob hysterically.
“Move out!” the gun-pointing officer bellowed.
The girl walked with the policemen. The men walked ahead in a single file. As Buffy and Sharon had suspected, there was another path on the other side of the clearing. It must have been a main one, or they couldn't have driven their motorcycles in.
"Whew!" Sharon said, when they all had disappeared from sight. "That was really exciting!” "Yeah," Buffy agreed. But something else troubled the girl's mind. She had a strange vision of her father being one of the men led out of the woods at the end of a policeman's revolver.
The two girls sat on the ground for a long time, feeling a bit numb from the experience.
"What do you think will happen to them?" Sharon finally asked.
"I don't know," Buffy answered. "The policeman said the laws about rape are very strict in this state.” "I guess it wouldn't be so bad if the woman told the police she had wanted them to do those things to her.” "Well," Buffy Said, "the way she was screaming and hollering, the police must have heard her. In fact, they might have been watching for a long time. They might have even gone back to their car and called for help.”
“I guess you're right," Sharon agreed, reached down and felt her pussy again. It was still a little wet. Buffy's tongue had just started to lick it when the whistle blew. "It was exciting though, wasn't it?”
Buffy reached down and fingered her own vagina. "Yeah, I guess so. It's more exciting, though, when everybody likes it.” "Well," Sharon said, "I certainly enjoyed watching. I never saw that sort of thing before. I wonder what it would feel like if it happened to me.”
Buffy could see that her friend was beginning to squirm again.
"Are you still hot, Sharon?” "Oh, yes! I don't know what I'll do if I can't make myself explode!” "Well, we could finish what we started a little while ago.” "Do you mind, Buffy? I'll still do it to you, too.”
The little girls resumed their former sixty-nine position. Buffy leaned over and put her mouth into her friend's crotch. She had never done this before, and the feel of Sharon's dark pubic hairs felt funny against her tongue. When she felt Sharon's mouth on her own pussy lips, her interest seemed to get more intense, and she began to lick the other girl's cunt with renewed energy.